We watched that tonight as a family, and during Linus’ explanation of the meaning of Christmas, I couldn’t help but reflect how the cartoon is a snapshot of a time that appears to be disappearing, with an open religiosity that is as out of place as the notion of aluminum Christmas trees. One wonders how long it will be before that bit will have to be cut before network censors refuse to broadcast it lest it “offend” someone.
But that is neither here nor there. For unto us a child is given, and if the gates of Hell cannot prevail against him, neither will a passing fad of political correctness. Glory to the Newborn King.
Merry Christmas, everyone.