(running through snow-covered Bedford Falls):
"Happy Holidays, movie house! Season's Greetings, Emporium! Happy Winter Solstice, you wonderful old Building and Loan!"
Posted on 12/07/2007 12:20:55 PM PST by yorkie
My two daughters came home from school the other day singing along to a popular song that the school's third grade will sing for a holiday ensemble. The song was very familiar, written by Johnny Marks and performed by Brenda Lee in 1959, and went something like "Rockin' around, the holiday tree, have a happy holiday. ..."
Wait a minute. "Holiday tree"? Is there such a thing?
I corrected my daughters' poor translation of the classic Christmas song, only to be harshly criticized for my ignorance that everybody doesn't celebrate Christmas, so the school had changed the words.
Hold on. Since when did everyone have to celebrate Christmas to sing a Christmas song?
Do we change historic poetry because we don't believe in what the author envisions?
Do we change classic screenplays because we might offend a few people who don't believe what the writer has written?
Do we change our history books because there are some things written in them that everyone doesn't associate with?
Where does it end?
It ends with tolerance.
So what is tolerance?
The American Heritage Dictionary says: "The capacity for or the practice of recognizing and respecting the beliefs or practices of others."
I think it is important to instill this belief in my children. They are attending a public school with other kids who have many different beliefs and, of course, living in a world full of diversity.
I want my children to be able to accept that other people have different beliefs, and I hope they have meaningful and fulfilling relationships with these other children as they grow up together.
(Excerpt) Read more at dailynews.com ...
Tolerance means that the other guys can p*** all over your cultural values, but you have to be tolerant of their barbaric ways. Tolerance is a tool used on you so that you come out a loser everytime.
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny... you’re only their Father. What do you know about raising your children? Tsk tsk tsk. /sarc
Well not that it's a classic screenplay, but they won't show a lot of Bugs Bunny cartoons these days because of PC reasons or for that matter a lot of old cartoons that we all grew up with and are very fond of.
(running through snow-covered Bedford Falls):
"Happy Holidays, movie house! Season's Greetings, Emporium! Happy Winter Solstice, you wonderful old Building and Loan!"
I'm so glad I was able to grow up with real Christmas songs. I wish my grandchildren could, too.
My granddaughter was singing Jingle Bells. Remember how we used to butcher by singing, “Jingle Bells, shotgun shells, Santa laid and egg.” We, they took out “shotgun shells.” I couldn’t tell what it is now, it made no sense to me but it wasn’t “shotgun shells.” Just saying.
My granddaughter was singing Jingle Bells. Remember how we used to butcher by singing, “Jingle Bells, shotgun shells, Santa laid an egg.” We, they took out “shotgun shells.” I couldn’t tell what it is now, it made no sense to me but it wasn’t “shotgun shells.” Just saying.
We = well
Jingle bells
Batman smells
Robin laid an egg
BatMobile
lost a wheel
and Joker got away
Then they don't have to sing along. Simple!
Civil disobediance. Sing “Christmas tree” and get as many other kids to do it as possible.
Additionally, holiday = Holy Day. Ask which Holy Day they are talking about, and which religion traditionally uses a tree for their Holy Day.
Happy Holy Days!
I have a box set of episodes, my kids love it and laugh most of the show.
This may be a little off topic, but it goes along the lines of what I have been thinking about all the criticism of Romney’s speech for not including the atheists is his inclusiveness. You don’t need to include the atheists because they will not accept any expression of religiosity, no matter how inclusive or well intended.
A few years ago, the movie Pearl Harbor had a different series of scenes toward the end, I believe, to make it more palatable to global audiences. The distributor didn’t want to show the Japanese in a bad light.
Dashing through the snow
In my rusty chevrolet
Down the road I go
Sliding all the way
I need new piston rings
I need some new snow tires
My car is held together
By a piece of chicken wire
Oh rust and smoke the heaters broke
The door just blew away
I light a match to see the dash
And then I start to pray
The frame is bent the muffler went
The radio it’s ok
Oh what fun it is to drive this rusty chevrolet
I went to the IGA
To get some Christmas cheer
I just passed my up left front tire
And it’s getting hard to steer
Skidding down the highway
Right past the Negaunee cops
I had to drag my swampers
To get the car to stop
Oh rust and smoke the heaters broke
The door just blew away
I light a match to see the dash
And then I start to pray
The frame is bent the muffler went
The radio it’s ok
Oh what fun it is to drive this rusty chevrolet
Bouncing through the snowdrifts
In a big blue cloud of smoke
People laugh as I drive by
I wonder what’s the joke
I got to get to Shopko
To pick up the layaway
Cause Santa Claus is coming soon
In his big old rusty sleigh
Oh rust and smoke the heaters broke
The door just blew away
I light a match to see the dash
And then I start to pray
The frame is bent the muffler went
The radio it’s ok
Oh what fun it is to drive this rusty chevrolet
Rust and smoke the heaters broke
The door just blew away
I light a match to see the dash
And then I start to pray
The frame is bent the muffler went
The radio it’s ok
Oh what fun it is to drive this rusty chevrolet
Is that demented, or what?
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