Actually, I'm just joking about the political aspect... here's hoping that everybody had a good Christmas. I worked a double overnight shift because we are short-staffed and I took a full week off for Thanksgiving. I don't want to be 'that guy', the manager who takes all of the plum time off and leaves his subordinates holding the bag. It was a quiet night, and the predawn hours were positively glorious- the moon was a shade off full and Venus was a convincing Star of Bethlehem substitute in the southern sky.
When I got home from work, I sent out a text message to all of my siblings to wish them a merry Christmas. Everybody is doing well- Sweetums is hosting mom, Pickle is in Florida with the family spending time with her eldest who is with the USAF, Vin and family had just opened their presents, Gomez and the kids got a 'synthetic ice' floor so they can practice ice hockey in the garage year round. I then crawled into bed before noon and slept until six PM.
I figure the rest of the night is best spent vegging out- a brief listen to the news reveals that things are still the pits. I have friends to catch up with, so the shitshow can wait. Best wishes to all.