The Night Before Christmas

A-visit-from-St-Nicolas‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap, had just settled down for a long winter’s nap, When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow gave the luster of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name: “Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! On Cupid! On, Donder and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall! Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky, so up to the house-top the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too. And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof the prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

As I drew in my hand, and was turning around, down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, and he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes — how they twinkled! His dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, and the beard of his chin was as white as the snow; The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;

He had a broad face and a little round belly, that shook, when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, and I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself; A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, and filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk, Laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, and away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.”

— Clement Clarke Moore

The Illustrated Frank J: Sharpton

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Improvement

State Department spokesperson Jen Psaki was caught on a hot mic admitting that one of her prepared answers at a press conference was “ridiculous”.

Sounds bad, but that’s actually a step up from the normal “delusional”.

New Word

[High Praise! to Liberal Logic 101]

Link of the Day: Christmas and Just a Little Summer

[High Praise! to 4of7 of Little Worlds]

2011 Sort’a Fresh – July (Plus some more Christmas goodies)

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Smooth Move, Barack

President Obama said of the recently-released CIA torture report: “when we make mistakes, we admit them”.

To our enemies. In time of war. Which is a bigger mistake.

Obama Warned Us – Still Time

There’s still time to sign the @OFA holiday card for the President: http://ofa.bo/b24U

@BarackObama

“And the site wasn’t designed by the Healthcare.gov people, so you’ll actually be able to log in to sign it”.

Straight Line of the Day: What’s on Obama’s Christmas List?

Works like this: I feed you Moon Nukers a straight line, and you hit me with a punch line in the comments.

What’s on Obama’s Christmas list?

Obama Administration Warns of Christmas Day Terrorist Threat

(AP) – The Obama administration has issued a Christmas Day terror alert based upon the report of one of their deep cover agents. A recently extracted Verne Troyer has spent nearly a year in deep cover within the bowels of the terrorist organization. What he has to report is shocking.

“It’s like a cult,” Verne said of the fat man’s followers. “Mindless zombies. North Pole? More like North Korea. I haven’t seen such absolute devotion to a pseudo-deity since Kim Jong Un. If Sony knew what was going on up here, they’d never dare to release another Christmas movie ever again. There are posters and statues of the big man all over, usually with the caption: “He sees you when you’re sleeping. He knows when you’re awake.” Talk about creepy. I suspect they are all brainwashed. They would have to be to follow that guy. I mean, Fidel’s beard combined with Chinese red. He’ s an unholy union of some kind.

“And the working conditions are abysmal. They are slaves, really. Work all day for no pay. Nothing but candy and cookies to eat, yet they are denied access to a dental plan or to a dentist at all, really. It’s insidious. And they are always singing, singing, singing. Happy, happy, happy. I don’t know what he has done to them, but it is sick.”

Verne was not only deeply concerned about the working conditions he uncovered but was troubled about the workings of the whole enterprise as well. “They don’t give a lick about intellectual property there at all. They’re worse than the Chinese. Hasbro, Mattel, Nintendo. They don’t care who owns the right to the toy, they’ll make and distribute their cheap knockoffs with no concern about international patent laws. I suspect that is why he relocated his enterprise to the North Pole to begin with, well outside the oversight of any regulations at all. And where does he get the money for all the raw materials? He has no income at all as far as I could tell, but his warehouses are always full. I suspect he gets his funding through an elaborate network of Christian fundamentalists, possibly the Salvation Army. Whenever you toss your change in that black kettle, you might be feeding this nightmare.”

But what has the Department of Defense on high alert is the fiendish plot Verne uncovered while he was within the belly of the beast. “I’ve learned that on Christmas Eve, that big red terrorist is going to break into every house in America and leave hundreds, maybe even thousands, of dollars worth of toys in each one. This is an act of economic terror, plain and simple. Flooding the nation with billions of dollars worth of free goods will cause a collapse of the toy industry, and the panic will surely spread across other sectors of the economy. This man has only one aim in site, the collapse of the free market and his own personal deification. He’s preparing an entire generation of children to worship him. His influence has spread to the point that it is rumored that many children are even leaving him offerings.  Mall security camera footage is filled with meetings of these prepubescent sleepers and their master, often with tears of rapture streaming down their plump, rosy cheeks.  Can violent overthrow and theocracy not be far behind?”

Chuck Hagel had this to say about the government’s response to this pending threat. “This man clearly has no respect for our borders or air space. If he were Santa Anna Claus, we would welcome him with open arms, but he is not. Our air force is on high alert, but our forces are not tested against this villain’s singular technology. Our agent reports the enemy possesses reindeer that can speak and fly, and at least one has a bright, shiny nose. And we suspect they may possess laser or perhaps nuclear capabilities as well, and it is almost certain his sleigh flies below radar coverage. Despite Verne’s best efforts, Santa’s capabilities are not fully known, but analysts are working hard to develop a counter strategy.”

The Department of Agriculture also expressed concerns about the coming threat. Tom Vilsack had the following to say. “Those reindeer are genetically modified organisms, straight up. Frankenbeasts! Without government oversight, it is hard to say exactly what he has made here or their potential hazards to the environment. I am especially concerned that those reindeer may get a little randy and start spreading their seed about. It’s quite possible we are facing a Rise of the Planet of the Reindeer situation.”

But how should we respond to this threat? Vice President Biden is encouraging that we take the following precautions. “Get your shot gun ready, build a roaring fire in the fireplace, don’t fall asleep and wait. If you hear anything suspicious, shoot through the door.”

 

You KNOW She Said This

A movie is being made of Barack and Michelle Obama’s first date.

I’m looking forward to such memorable lines as “Barack, I really hate fat kids.”