Thursday, December 10, 2015

Three Timeless Christmas Tales

If you really think about it, George Bailey was kinda of a selfish jagoff. Here he is, on Christmas Eve, getting shitfaced at the local bar [The fool did not order cheeseballs], crying in his beer because Uncle Billy lost the money and the Savings and Loan will soon go under and he will go to jail [Had George waited forty years, the Reagan Administration would have bailed his ass out]. He should have been home with his family instead of feeling sorry for himself. No, Georgie was in his cups and praying to God for salvation----- a not-new idea in any bar. The next thing we know, he is on a bridge wanting to end it all. More selfish behavior. He has a family at home, with little kids, and he wants to leave his kids without a father because he can't deal with his problems? So, out of nowhere comes Clarence the Angel. Clarence will never be confused with being a Hells Angel, that is for sure. He seems gay. But, he has a sweet heart and takes pity on George [Plus, God made him do this task and how are you gonna say no to God?]. Back at the saloon---- George seems to have a hidden drinking problem--- they sit at the bar [Again, no cheeseballs!] George brings his wrath down on Clarence, telling him to ''Shut Up''. You don't pick on Clarence, Buster Brown!!! He is only doing his job!!! And, you are picking on him??? This from a guy who never did Violet Bick!!! Well, we all know what happens next: the familiar trek through the life that George Bailey never had. The ''Pottersville'' scenes. I have always maintained that ''Pottersville'' looks like a fun time!!! Lots of gambling. Plenty of gin mills. Loose women walking the streets. George should be looking at this and saying , ''Damn!!! This town is like a Roman orgy!!! Look at that Violet Bick tag-teaming Bert and Ernie!'' But, George sees the town through decency eyes instead of the much more fun indecency look. He sees all of the lives he touched and, Blah, Blah, Blah, he finds that he has plenty to live for after all. He cries on that bridge again and changes God's mind. How did he do that???? That is a Miracle in my book!!! To get what you want from God!!!! At the end of the flick, people from all over town bring George money. Jesus, I can't even get people to respond to my texts!!! With all of that power from just simple whining [Well, his loyal wife, Mary helped raise the money. Makes you wonder what she did to earn that money] , George sees the goodness around him, hears the bells on the tree ring signifying that an Angel just got his wings [The tree could have also moved because Uncle Billy farted], and all is well in Georgeland as the story ends. But, is it over, really? How do we not know that George, the next day, doesn't take the money and go to Vegas? After all, he got a taste of the wild life the night before. Why not try the real thing? Who was to know? He can change God's mind, so he doesn't have to worry about Karma. What George Bailey does in Vegas stays in Vegas......... Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer sure took a lot of shit from the other reindeer. He was a victim of bullying. They picked on him from Day One, so the story goes. Rudolph, fresh from the ''Reindeer School For Wayward Reindeers'', shows up and wants to impress this Santa Claus guy. But, nooooo!!! Santa doesn't give him the time of day [Santa Claus has always been a lazy, fat ass to me, he should work for the Chicago Park District] and just ignores him. Well, bosses are like that, you have to prove your mettle. The behavior of the other reindeer, however, is disquieting. They give this new guy, Rudolph, a great deal of shit. Normally, on the first day of any job, a person is nervous and someone takes pity on the poor soul. Not these assholes. They shunned Rudolph as soon as he left the Human Relations Department. The fact that Santa's reindeers were all union probably pissed off Dancer and Company. The new guy making equal wages. Also, there were rumors that Rudolph was very well-endowed and looked good in the Reindeer sauna. So, these pencil-dicks took umbrage on poor Rudy, making him eat alone, sleep in the upper bunkbed with the failed, drunken, forgotten Reindeer, Shecky, below snoring.  Soon, they pulled cruel pranks on him, like putting his paw in lukewarm water when he was sleeping, so he would piss the bed. And, they famously set him up on a ''date'' with a statuesque model who turned out to be a transvestite. Ashamed, broken, Rudolph was thinking about quitting the Reindeer business. His looks guaranteed that he could find a job as a female library worker in Anytown, USA. But, he was a people person and thought he might strike out on his own running a whorehouse. Better to wait until after Christmas [A terrible time to look for work, during the holidays] and find his niche. Then, of course, it snowed on Christmas Eve and the other Reindeers were too pussy to face the long journey. Santa Clause, fresh from banging two Eskimo groupies, had sobered up enough [He just got his pilot's license back after getting a DUI] and needed someone to pilot the craft. Because he shared the same trait with Rudolph, a red nose [Santa's was red because of excessive drinking at the Sands casino], Mr. Claus thought he would shame Rudolph into doing it. After all Rudolph had been through from the other guys, I would have told Santa to go fuck himself. ''After all I have been through, now you come to me because of my disability?'' If Santa wanted Rudolph to do it so much, I would have held Santa's feet to the fire and demanded more money. And, a shot at nailing Mrs. Claus [Once you go Reindeer.....]. But, Rudolph was a decent physical freak, not a sexual freak, and he led the famous party around the world on that snowy night using his red nose as a GPS. Santa Claus went from residence to residence, getting into the homes of strangers without detection [His previous job working for the CIA helped him go incognito]. After it was over, there was no reward for Rudolph. No raise. No women. No crack. Nothing!!! Just another example of the working classes being exploited......... Why did Grandma get run over by a Reindeer? Was it Dasher pissed off by Rudolph going down in history [And, on Mrs. Dasher, if you read the Enquirer]? What kind of mindless violence is this? Does Grandma live on the West Side? And, why was Grandma walking home alone on Christmas Eve? Is she such a bitch to her family that they let her leave and walk home in the cold and snow? Maybe, Grandma was working the street that night, looking to give a lonely, old sailor a gumjob, and things got ugly. If she was really lonely, all she had to do was find the local bridge in town. She could have met George Bailey. And, they would have had a sweet time in Pottersville!!!.......