Call me naïve. You wouldn’t be the first. And, I’ve definitely been called worse. My naïveté springs from the eternal hope brought to us by the Christmas season. It’s the scene in “A Charlie Brown Christmas” where Linus explains the true meaning of Christmas to Charlie Brown. It’s in the birth of a Jewish rabbi who preached tolerance and was condemned to death more than 2,000 years ago by a Roman governor. It’s in the 1966 version of "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" when Boris Karloff tells us that “the Grinch’s small heart grew three sizes that day. And then the true meaning of Christmas came through, and the Grinch found the strength of 10 Grinches – plus two!"
But such optimism is tempered by the fact that most politics, business, entertainment, religion and indeed everything in our society seems to be dominated by monsters whose hearts are “an empty hole.” Their brains are full of spiders and the three words that describe them are (and I quote) “Stink, stank, stunk!”
