And in the process, everybody is turning into evil cretins.
OK, not everybody. But you must admit that the stresses of the holiday season--the financial strains, the prospect of hanging with relatives, the frustrating and never-ending quest for that perfect parking space--make many folks forget what this whole season is supposed to be about.
Trust me, I know. I spent five holiday seasons working at Toys "R" Us, and two in the employ of Sears. And I have separated two fighting soccer moms, losing their minds quarreling over a Power Ranger.
So, take a deep breath. Grab a cup of your favorite appropriate beverage. And read The Weekly (starting with D.A. Barber's excellent cover story on Vivian Juan-Saunders, the new Tohono O'odham head, Page 17). Then, refreshed, entertained and enlightened, face the holidays with kindness and appreciation for your fellow man.
Or something like that. In any case, happy holidays!