Call me one of them liberal, east-coast, Volvo-drivin’, latte-drinkin’, public radio givin’, Obama votin’, gay marryin’, baby abortin’, Trader Joes shoppin’, tofu eatin’, 30 Rock viewin’, Salon readin’, book ownin’, French lovin’ elitists, but if you want to watch a story about a snowman who magically comes to life due to the magic of Christmas that doesn’t suck ox nor ass…. then you need to get with this jive, right here.
It’s The Snowman. Maybe you saw it on PBS in the 1980s. Or maybe you’re British and you saw it on ITV. Anyway, it’s practically wordless, so I’m not going to say any more about it. It’s just freaking magical and beautiful and I love it, so there.
And that means that, if you want, you can watch “Walking In The Air” with the sound turned down, and play this song instead. But only if you absolutely must.
And: Merry Christmas. We’ll do this again next year.