Ok, question #1 was too easy. I couldn’t very well have gone through Spokane and Missoula and ended up in Leavenworth, could I? Yes, you are all right. The Rabbits are in Montana, along with Single Dad and his kids. That might suggest another question:
TR just LOVES freezing cold temps and snow.
Anyway, on to question #2. I fooled most of you into guessing d.) “all of the above,” but in fact the answer is b.) “editing my manuscript.” I don’t really mind the rain that much, and I can drink coffee and/or wine anyplace (and often do). Progress report: futzed with several chapters today.
Question #3. Boy, I’m disappointed in y’all. Not a single person got the answer. We actually saw b.) “a manger complete with a plastic baby doll and two live sheep” in downtown Spokane. Sheep don’t talk much, so I couldn’t tell if they were enjoying it or not.
Now then, question #4. I originally asked:
The sign board outside the Super 8 Motel in Missoula read “Jesus is the reason for the season.”
This statement is:
Most of you responded a.) “true” believing that I did in fact see such a sign board. And I
did. But that’s not what I wanted to ask.
I wanted to know if y’all thought it was true that “Jesus is the reason for the season.”
Because it’s a crock of bull hockey. (Is that a real phrase? I don’t know, they talk funny in Montana.)
The season, friends, is Winter, marked by the Solstice. Winter comes every year without fail and has to do with the tilt of the earth and the earth’s orbit ‘round the sun. It has nothing to do with the baby Jesus or the plastic doll in the manger in Spokane.
Nor does the celebratory nature of the days around the Solstice depend on the Christian deity. Humans were noting the shortest day of the year and celebrating the return of the light long before Jesus showed up. And many, many ancient cultures worshipped deities that were, coincidentally, born around the Solstice.
Please don’t take this as another entry in the largely mythical “war on Christmas.” I have nothing against Christmas except that it goes on too damn long. The next time I hear Bing Crosby in some store I may open fire on the sound system. But I digress.
You can celebrate anything you want. You can tell me “Merry Christmas” and I will say “to you too.” But you can’t arrogantly erase thousands of years of human history and claim the Solstice as a Christian invention. That’s b.) False.