Advent Calendar, Dec 6: A Christmas Carol, 1951
Starring Alastair Sim (Many People's Favorite Version Of Scrooge)
I don’t know what is happening but very few people are happy right now. I just mean in my limited circle.
I don’t know what to do about it. It’s like all hell is opening up all over and the internet is awash with crimes unpaid for, with Christmas turning up like a thing we don’t know where to place right now. And here I am insisting on this Advent Calendar. I just want to keep doing it even if I have to force it.
“Everybody” is, it seems, struggling to feel hope.
I hope you don’t mind I speak for “everybody.”
At least this is a story about transformation.
But what about us?
Who will ever come round and acknowledge a word we say?
All I want to do is scream at people on Facebook. For being murderously wrong all these years and now that the truth is out, going mysteriously silent.
We’re not allowed to be furious because we do not exist. We only existed when we were their punching bags, when their wrongness was all over the place. Now we’re all alone, but vindicated.
This is my anti-Christmas spirit on Facebook, today:
They won't apologize or even acknowledge that the jab is killing folks. One of my dearest friends has an aggressive turbo cancer after being double-jabbed. Her immune system started freaking out about a year after she got the jabs. And she still doesn't acknowledge the connection. She never will.
I like to remember the Magnificat. When Mary visits Elizabeth, and they are both pregnant. A happy meeting. And Mary says those anarchistic verses:
fecit potentiam in brachio suo dispersit superbos mente cordis sui
deposuit potentes de sede et exaltavit humiles
esurientes implevit bonis et divites dimisit inanes
In English, Young's Literal translation:
He did powerfully with His arm, He scattered abroad the proud in the thought of their heart
He brought down the mighty from thrones, And He exalted the lowly
The hungry He did fill with good, And the rich He sent away empty