By James Knudsen
This has never happened. Well, it’s never happened to me. Is this a case of white male privilege? Is that supposed to be hyphenated? Have I lost my train of thought? Again? Where was I?
Christmas 2021 is on a Saturday. Since joining Moristotle, the fourth Saturday has never fallen on December 25th, and the pressure to bring a spirit of “glad tidings, joy, noel (where’s the umlaut?), mistletoe & holly, cup o’ cheer, let’s be jolly” is once-in-a-decade intense.
This has never happened. Well, it’s never happened to me. Is this a case of white male privilege? Is that supposed to be hyphenated? Have I lost my train of thought? Again? Where was I?
Christmas 2021 is on a Saturday. Since joining Moristotle, the fourth Saturday has never fallen on December 25th, and the pressure to bring a spirit of “glad tidings, joy, noel (where’s the umlaut?), mistletoe & holly, cup o’ cheer, let’s be jolly” is once-in-a-decade intense.
