Christmas and the Paralysis of Indecision
December 24th, 2014 by G.
A young man of my acquaintance contemplates what he should be in the Nativity. “Jo-fes” or a “Jesus shepherd”?
He decided on the Jesus shepherd. Both get to wear red cowboy boots, so that was a wash. But “Jo-fes has hair on his face” while the Jesus shepherd “has a big black dog named Spaceship-ha.” (I am not making these up).
Moral of the story: uh, don’t get stressed out over Christmas tasks and decisions.
Bruce Charlton
December 24, 2014
Speaking as someone who ‘starred’ as Jo-fes in a class nativity play, I would recommend the part. On at the beginning and centre of attention, then you get to sit down for the rest of the show.
I remember in rehearsals being annoyed with the people who kept saying that Jo-fes was NOT Jesus’s father – my feeling was *of course* I/we were Jesus’s father!
Vader
December 24, 2014
Theological correctness ought not to be an obsession with children’s nativity plays.
G., it’s a pleasure to see Timor Mundi turning into a young man, little by little. I really hope to meet your family in person someday. I promise not to wheeze.
G.
December 24, 2014
Stupor Mundi, but otherwise thanks.
Bruce Charlton
December 25, 2014
Happy Christmas to all at my favourite blog – 06.00h… I am up earliest – as usual, but I hear the first sounds of stirring and murmuring from the family…
Vader
December 25, 2014
A Merry Christmas to you, Bruce.
G.
December 25, 2014
Merry Christmas to all. I had to send a couple of heathens back to bed at 3 AM with dire threatenings, but now everything’s five by five.