BYPASSED, AFURTHER CONTEMPORARY CHRISTMASCAROL, OR THE YEAR FATHER CHRISTMAS DIDN'T COME.
DECEMEMBER TWENTY-FOURTH,2010.
The mood at The G.O.P. Christmas Party that year was even more jubilant than the previous year. “We failed to stop Obama Care from passing the old Congress,” said the new Speaker of The House of Representatives. “But we turned the American people against it sufficiently that we'll repeal it the first day of the new Congress, and send it to The Senate until it passes there too, and then we can keep the masses from getting too upity. To The Rich and The Super Rich. May they live forever and keep supporting those of us who understand where everyone else belongs. Under their and our feet.”
They all raised a glass and drank heartily to that. Then a senor senator added. And after Obamacare, there's food stamps, Medicaid,Medicare, and every and all welfare programs. After all, anyone who cannot make it completely on their own doesn't deserve to make it at all.”
They all drank heartily to that as well. Then they sang “God Rest Rich Merry Gentlemen” and a few other Carols of that nature, then went to their offices, packed up and flew home to be with their families on Christmas morning.
The mood at The Democratic Christmas event was even more subdued than the previous year. “Well,” said the outgoing Speaker of The House. “We did what was right, seeking to ensure that the least of those among us can get taken care of when they are sick, but in a world of selfishness and greed and a culture as money obsessed and money driven as ours,what is right is not always popular.”
The Senate Majority leader nodded. “I have no doubt after Compassion Care they'll go after as many welfare programs as they can. Make the rich richer and keep everyone else underfoot, that's they're way, but apparently the will of the people as well.”
“How can people that ascribe to that philosophy claim a monopoly on morality, when every moral tradition on Earth teaches some variation on take care of the least of those among us?” demanded an outgoing, one term senator.
There was no answer to this question, of course, and since the majority of the American people had evidently come to share this philosophy, very little they could do. After a few half-hearted attempts at properly sung Christmas Carols fell flat, they all went to their offices,packed up and fleew home.
The free health clinic had already been shut down and the building demolished by order of the incoming Speaker of The House.
On Christmas morning the new Speaker of The House was awakened by an angry shout from his daughter and a soft thump on the leg. He groaned, “Coal again?”
“No!” she shouted. “Nothing. It's empty. There's no coal, no note, NOTHING. And the milk and cookies are still there, completely untouched. He didn't come at all this year, daddy. I” she struggled for a stronger word than hate, but her tender age provided none, so she merely shouted”DOUBLE HATE YOU, DADDY!” and stormed out.
But she was not the only child that awakened to an empty stocking that morning. All across the country, children of Republicans, children of Democrats, Children of Independents, children of career politians and children of those who had never even voted, children of the rich and children of the poor, every child in the country who had put out astocking the previous evening,awoke to find their stockings empty. But in Europeandelsewhere where there was stillat least some compassion for the least of those among them, there were still presents, although in other country's where such compassion was growing thin, the presents also grew thin.
The following morning, December Twenty-Sixth 2010, the following letter appeared in every major Newspaper in The United States of America.
“Dear Children of The United States of America, your parents have forgotten about the less fortunate of your country, child and adult. With the vote of November Second, they cast their lot with the old, unreformed and unrepentant Ebeneizer Screwge, fior the rich getting richer and the poor getting so por they all drop dead. Therefore, no one got any presents this year, even those who still havecompassion in their hearts, for they failed to convincethose who have none. If the agenda of taking what little some have away from them is abandaned, next year they will be presents. If not,a judgment far more dreadful than my no presents will come on thiscountry that refuses to do for the least ofitscitizenslong before another Christmas comes around.
Sincerely,
Father Christmas-Saint Nicolous.”
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
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