If we see one more "reason for the season" sweatshirt, we'll scream. If one more do-gooder rings a bell outside Target, we'll have to pummel him with one of the "WWJD" paddle-ball games our agnostic father-in-law orders every year--by the dozen--from Oriental Trading Company. When Christmas gets this close, nearly everyone is overtaken by some degree of reverence and good will. Even the barely religious consider slinking into church on Christmas Eve. Even the hard-hearted toss a dollar into the red kettle. Even the bastard who cuts you off on Central will hurry to move his car when he sees you waiting for his parking space at NorthPark. If you survive the last gasp of holiday stress, you'll probably mellow out... More >>>