Let’s start with the bad news: in honour of China’s economic rise, a Chinese-looking woman was the first Christmas Grinch here in the States. The sourpuss teacher in upper New York ruined the Christmas spirit for a class full of seven- and eight-year-olds when she told them that there is no Santa Claus, and that the presents under their trees did not come from the North Pole and St Nick but were put there by their parents. Boo, you stupid woman, it’s outrageous that a teacher would strip children of their innocence and demystify something as precious as Christmas.
Then there’s always the Brooklyn Museum and its annual attack on Christian sensibilities in the name of free speech with its disgusting exhibition whose name I will not mention. The show features a video in which ants crawl over a bloody crucifix and Jesus. The author of this crap fortunately died of Aids 15 years ago, but the museum’s director, one Arnold Lehman, includes it in order to show how trendy he is. He also went running to the Feds once he lost 35 per cent of its endowment on the stock market. My heart bleeds. He is the vile one who once showed a painting of the Virgin Mary made of elephant dung and pornographic photos. Not to worry. Most people involved with that outrage are dead or dying. The Almighty has a way of dealing with such scum.
Then there are those sports announcers who make fun every time a white professional football player — one of the rare college graduates who can read and write and play football — goes down on one knee and says a very brief and silent prayer after scoring a touchdown. Just imagine those blowhards if a Muslim — which many of the black football players are — did the same thing.
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