I can’t seem to recapture the interest I once had in the holidays. I look into things too much now. I used to hear Bing Crosby and think, “Oh what a nostalgic little ditty”. Now I hear it and think, Hmmm, it was the 50s. Domestic abuse was certainly not the norm, but it was much more of an “accepted” way to keep June Cleaver in line. Is it therefore possible that after Bing belted out the final lines of White Christmas, he swigged back some JD and beat the crap out of his wife? Maybe. Was Burl Ives a racist? He narrated a Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer – a tale that defines segregation – what does that say about his character? Look how they ostracized Rudolph over the color of his nose. They might as well have burnt a cross outside Santa’s workshop. Put it together. Burl Ives: White snowman cartoon....grand dragon of the KKK. Hello? Then there’s the little drummer boy. Lured by three “wise” men to a barn in the middle of nowhere? I mean really. These guys would be in jail if they did that today. And they'd probably travel in a white panel van, have thin moustaches and tinted glasses. How convenient that this drummer boy had no family to come looking for him. Something tells me that one of the wise men was probably carrying chloroform.
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