Santarchy is like a Christmas-themed Halloween.
This past Saturday hundreds of Washingtonians met up on the national mall dressed up as Santas, elves, abominable snowman, and ice queens, with the goal of running around town giving gifts, singing songs, riding merry-go-rounds, and deciding who’s naughty or nice.
Who could resist?
At some point, an elf handed me a lovely velvet bag filled with coal and said,”I think you’ve been naughty this year.”
Who was I to argue?
It reminded me of something my six year-old niece once said to me: “What’s the point of being good, when someone always says my dress is dirty.”
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