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The pantybomber's inspiration

Video games go to war

Mr. B.’s big item for his and Mrs. Charm’s secular Christmas celebration was Guitar Hero. When he’s older he may find the Afghanistan and Iraq campaigns more enlightening. Fortunately there’ll be more available than the usual anti-American, anti-war movies that Hollyweird churns out:

Video "game makers aren’t afraid to put players in situations where U.S. soldiers are unambiguously the good guys, while the combatants – often Muslims – are the bad guys."

Via Instapundit.

Re our secular Christmas at the rancho: This celebration of parties, presents and poinsettias has more to do with Saturnalia than Christianity. It is far older than the religious version. (Some nineteenth century Protestants found it so unnerving that they took to assuring their fellows that while they did mark the Nativity they did "not worship the tree.")

Christians still confuse the two, some of them whacking the secular version as ungodly. Well, to each his own. Mrs. C. would be lost without her favorite time of the year. And while he long ago graduated from Santa to understanding who the real gift-givers are, Mr. B. likewise would be bereft without packages to unwrap and goodies to consume. Good thing they needn’t be.

Link via Power Line.

Eight Days of Chanukah

On the last night of Chanukah, a miracle occurred! I discovered a really cool hip-hop Chanukah song written by the senior senator from Utah. Who also writes love songs. And this is also one of them. Hey!

Happy Chanukah

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Bring on the stone Maccabees, our favorite menorah, and the book about them I’ve been reading to Mr. B. since he was five. And Aish is a good, all-around, all-purpose site about Judaism.

Tiger’s bimbo tally hits 10

It is to laugh, really, the notion that any sports celebrity has an ounce of integrity or ethics. So much for Tiger Woods, the golden boy of golf.

UPDATE: It has come to the WaPo’s attention that all of Tiger’s strumpets are, ahem, white. No women of color. He has violated the diversity ideal. Oh, boo-hoo.

Sarah hater hits cop instead

With a tomato. In the face. There’s poetic justice for you. As Instapundit says, the guy, Jeremy Paul Olson who looks slightly moronic in his booking photo, was aiming at Sarah. Fortunately for her (but not for him) he throws like a girl. So he missed her by ten feet. Heh.

Tiger-the-cheater, after all

The beat goes on. This is the scandal that will not die. Not all are impresssed. Stay tuned for the divorce filings.