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BY JONN KARSSEBOOM
Growing up, the entire Christmas season for me has always seemed to be a confusing bag of mixed messages. Don’t get me wrong; I’m in no means a fantastical Grinch or a strangely haunting Ebenezer Scrooge.
I actually love the holiday.
I love all of the extra niceties it brings, like eating baked goods with nice people. I like the sometimes funny, sometimes solemn but either way heavy with nostalgia music played to full tilt a week past Halloween onwards. (I tolerate well 24/7 Hallmark Christmas TV specials) I even like the passive aggressive (read “open battle”) between MERRY CHRISTMAS and wonderfully tolerant and understanding and equally uplifting though a bit milquetoasty “Happy Holidays” retailers.
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