'Matter of Laugh or Death,' the award-winning humor column
By Bill Dunn
Interesting observations on this thing we call life
(appearing each week in the Republican-American newspaper, Waterbury, CT)
HOLIDAY DISPLAYS BRING JOY TO MANY
One of the more interesting aspects of the holiday season is the way people decorate their homes. Many of the displays—complete with thousands of blinking lights, robotic reindeer, and the original Broadway cast of “Cats” performing a medley of hit songs (OK, I exaggerate, it’s not the original Broadway cast, it’s the touring company)—are truly amazing sights.
People come from far and wide to view these spectacular displays. You can see the awestruck stares. Little children gaze in wonder, amazed that a three-bedroom ranch in the suburbs can be suddenly transformed into Disney World—only with larger crowds and less parking. The parents are also awestruck, because they know what their darling little kids are about to say: “Daddy, how come our house doesn’t look like that?”
“Because, dear,” the parents gently explain, “our family has been cursed by a thing called…sanity. It would be nice to have our house glowing so brightly it can be seen from outer space, not to mention have more moving parts than a General Motors assembly plant, but it’s not worth taking out a second and third mortgage.”
There are many people besides the children who are delighted with spectacular holiday displays, including:
Although I’m being a little sarcastic and cynical about these spectacular Christmas displays (“A little?!” my wife and kids are exclaiming at this moment), I’m actually glad some people do it. I’m glad my family can take a drive on a cold December night and see festive holiday scenes. I’m glad some homeowners have the childlike enthusiasm (and Bill Gates-like bank accounts) to create such lavish and stunning displays.
And most of all, I’m glad they don’t live in my neighborhood.
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