Usually by now the streets around me are awash in LED cheer. Blinking, twinkling the lights tangle porches and trees, festoon eves and windows. This year not so much. Maybe one house every two or three blocks has lights up; an odd occurrence for a typically relaxed and kid friendly area.
It's not hard to imagine why, for my part I'm hardly encouraged to put pen to holiday card myself. The last time I'd felt this level of depression was in 2001. I didn't send cards then either. Now that I think about it I feel the same scale of devastation, only this it's not outsiders hating us, it's US hating US.
What did the old cartoon Pogo say?
"We have met the enemy and he is us." (Pogo)
All too true. Happy Hellidays Everyone!