Merry Christmas

It has been a melancholy Christmas, with so much loss — Howie Klein, Rob Reiner. Rayne’s dad fighting in RFK’s anti-science world.

A cherished local community closed here in Limerick yesterday, a rare craft beer pub, which opened during COVID, remained aggressively welcoming to all, yet closed yesterday after the local government shut down the parklets created during COVID. We were in no way regulars, but when we stopped by yesterday the talk was still focused on where to rebuild a community.

Creches across the United States have depicted Jesus, Mary, and Joseph gone — snatched away by goons.

Which is part of the story, isn’t it? That amid a horrible empire beset by politicized trials, a leader, and after him, many leaders rose up out of the persecution?

2025 was a terrible year. But it was a year when new leaders rose up — and more importantly, average people everywhere stood up, blowing whistles to stop the madness.

It was a start.

May you all have a wonderful day to renew, reflect, and carry on.

Merry Christmas!