Bad or Good
It's almost Christmas and I've been to shopping malls -- I'm still in a shopping mall, all of Poland is in a mall -- and I've used a credit card for the first time in months and months. Too many recorded bells. Too many pop carols sung by pop singers. I hear a young Michael Jackson sing "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus" (a sight that could disturb a sensitive lad). Burl Ives wants people to whom bumbles mean nothing to have a "Holly Jolly Christmas." A skinny mall Santa who may also be a security guard watches me watch him.
I will remember my Ali Babas and shaggy ponies.