THE MOODY MAVEN PICKS HER SEASON

Oh No They Di’n’t

Black and orange vs red and white????

When the forces of good rise to defeat the peppermint flavored interlopers. Supernatural BattleCam

Rant & Roar 13: Christmas Is In December, People!
Stop jumping the gun; just try it once — the gratitude will be deafening. I got your back, Steve Uppendahl

There is war and rumors of war swirling across the calendar.

Every year the forces of good are forced to confront the insidious arrival, usually in darkness, of the secular seasonal grab for hearts and minds.

Encroachment stemming from ever more emboldenment by the Yule crowd seems almost designed to piss off the Ghoul shroud, never mind the Turkeys.

Thing is, I feel it before I ever see a single fuzzy red stocking or those scattered piles of ugly sweaters that didn’t sell last year.

It’s feeling an unreachable itch, or maybe a tick in my eye, a certain something that burrows under my skin and latches onto my psyche like some kind of ineffable parasite.

Is it the cloying music, cheerfully calling for more presents? Or perhaps the toxic clouds of peppermint gas roiling in from across Verdun? Or is it simply a wicked wind looking to devour ever more calendar space?