Monday, November 22, 2004

Eternally Christmas Kitsch 

Christmas Season has made itself known, not by the lighting of the tree at Rockefeller Center, but by the Clapper. Retch.

I just saw the first of those tacky commercials this season, and its eerie how they remain unchanged for years and years on end, as if Christmas kitsch exists in some ageless quadrant of the universe. I believe the Clapper jingle was one of the music bits that US troops blasted over loudspeakers to get Manuel Noriega to surrender. The Clapper's tasteless twin, the Chia Pet, should be showing up soon on televisions as well.

Obviously, there is a market for these things. Maybe as a gift for that annoying co-worker, or relative who would always pinch your cheeks when you were young.

I wouldn't mind a fruitcake as much. It might be edible, or I could use it to prop up the leg under that rickety table.

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