Okay, I used to read Lileks every day, but after a year or so wearied of it partly because I lost interest in The Wink or The Tic or whatever his daughter's nickname is, and partly because I found his fecundity - in words - just demoralizing. Had to stop and focus on what I can do rather than what I can't.
But today's Bleat, a response to a James Wolcott snipe at a previous Bleat, is a good entry into the Christmas Wars. (I have my own entry, in process, but I keep changing my mind on certain points. Maybe at some point in the Octave, I'll get it done...)
And could any of us get away with a phrase like this:
Note: in one of those classic little asides meant to endear him to the chic upper-left-side Mo-Dowd demographic whose uteruses have turned to something indistinguishable from papyri rescued from Herculanuem
Meanwhile, Michelle Malkin posts a column on something more serious than Christmas Wars - real persecution of Christians around the world. As she notes, here are groups that track it: