“It is a fair, even-handed, noble adjustment of things, that while there is infection in disease and sorrow, there is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humour.”
Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol
I arrived at school to a seasonal assault of good will from a group of singers.
They were belting out a rendition of some French carol.
They were wide-eyed with joy.
The musical massacre made me feel slightly ill.
Despite it all, I couldn't help but be enthused by their full-hearted humour.
They ended their song with a rousing hurrah.
They won me round.
I smiled in appreciation and no irony.
Rubbish song, unchallengable human spirit.
I remember so many Christmases which exemplify human endurance:
- Neverending Turkey
- Christmas sweaters
- Christmas church-attending
- Christmas squabbling
I wonder if those who perpetrate horrific acts do so with expressions of joy?
Dickens, I wish I believed that the story of Scrooge was universal.
Happy Christmas (War is Over)
Yoko Ono; John Lennon