Jingle Bell Rock; or Conceding to the Elements

Dear Citizen,

Oh, the humnaity! It is cold, dark and amp. You have been forced to stay at work late, and now theskies are black with the angry clouds of your unjust life. I must go home in what, you say? But I wore suede fashion sneakers to work! I only wore my midweight coat, and it is not water proof.

And so I say unto you, fighter, concede. Though you will slosh your way through the throngs of other similarly irritated, irrational and singleminded hubbub members, you will keep your Eyes on the Prize (oh, Lord, oh, Lord). You will have tacos, or Indian feast depending on who I am talking about right now.

Do it. Do it for you, but do it also for freedom.

Love,
Ann Marie