A Christmas Horror Story Worse Than The Plaza
The first time I saw the inside of a Kansas city bus with tinsel garland and a few little Christmas Tree lights strung along the inside, I liked it.
That was a couple of years back, and I still like it. There’s something beautifully tacky about it in a ramshackle caring way rather than cheesey.
The formality and organization of the Plaza lights, and so many of the rich neighbourhoods in Kansas City, leaves me cold however. But today I read of somewhere else much worse.
Author of the disturbing but very funny Them: Adventures With Extremists, Jon Ronson has been to the North Pole on a mission. Well, okay, not the North Pole, but North Pole, Alaska.
Although it’s ultimately to find out about the foiled school massacre of April this year, practically everything he witnesses in the town where your unaddressed Santa letters end up is pure satire. Sad, sorry, silly, and horrible.
You don’t need to be Borat; you just need to be there. Read it before they make the movie:
Outside, people are going about their business on Frosty Avenue. Friends are chatting on Kris Kringle Drive. A gang of hoodies are slouched against the candy-cane striped streetlights on Santa Claus Lane, having just emerged from the Christmas-themed McDonald’s. Everything in North Pole is Christmas-themed. Itis Christmas Day 365 days a year. The decorations are always up. It never stops being Christmas here. Never.
See Also:
• Christmas Happy or Merry
• Drunken Christmas Story Part I
• Drunken Christmas Story Part II
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