Have a Very Harry Christmas!

Have a Very Harry Christmas!

It occurred to me recently that my Christmas posts have been very heavily Peanuts.  I love A Charlie Brown Christmas, but I also love Harry Potter.  I was enchanted by my first taste of Harry and his Wizarding World, when I saw the first movie in 2001, and have been an avid fan ever since.  I joined Pottermore when it came out, and worked my way through all the books in the video-game-like part of the site (which was shut down when the kid users made hash of it).  I have remained a member of what is now Wizarding World, gotten sorted into my Hogwarts House (Slytherin), and Ilvermorny House (Horned Serpent), gotten my wand (pine wood with unicorn-hair), and Patronus (a stoat, a relative of the weasel).

One of my favorite parts of Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone was the time of Harry’s first Christmas at Hogwarts.  Since he had no real family to go home to over the holiday, he stayed at school, along with the Weasley kids and a few others.  One of my very favorite lines in all the books was Harry’s comment when he awoke Christmas morning to find a small pile of presents at the foot of his bed.  Since he really hadn’t been expecting anything at all, and this is what happened:

On Christmas Eve, Harry went to bed looking forward to the next day for the food and the fun, but not expecting any presents at all.  When he woke early next morning, however, the first thing he saw was a small pile of packages at the foot of his bed.

“Happy Christmas,” said Ron sleepily as Harry scrambled out of bed and pulled on his dressing-gown.  ‘You, too’, said Harry. Will you look at this? I’ve got some presents!”  

“What did you expect, turnips?” said Ron, turning to his own pile, which was a lot bigger than Harry’s.

One of his presents was his own wizard chess set (from a cracker at Christmas dinner), and he and Ron would play together.


Harry also received his father’s invisibility cloak, which he just had to try out in the corridor after hours. While under the Cloak, he discovered the room where the Mirror of Erised was stored, and spent hours in front of it, viewing the family he never had.


He spent some time alone in the Great Hall, thinking about his family, and what he had missed.  And remembering that Hogwarts was his new family.

In Harry’s Fourth Year, he encounters some of the most harrowing problems he has yet had to face, starting with being chosen by the Goblet of Fire to be Hogwarts’s second champion in the TriWizard Tournament.  But he rises to the occasion.  And then, he is presented with a new challenge-asking a girl to the Yule Ball. It doesn’t go as well as he might have hoped, but the Great Hall was certainly beautiful with all its winter decorations.

Yule Ball

In Harry’s Fifth Year, he is plagued with visions, indicating that Voldemort is inhabiting his mind when his defenses are down. He does, however, make good use of those visions, and hurries to the Ministry of Magic to save Arthur Weasley from Voldemort’s snake, Nagini.  Christmas is spent with the Weasley family, celebrating Mr. Weasley’s recovery.


In Harry’s Sixth Year, the social side of being a wizard shows itself again, when Harry is invited to bring a friend to Professor Slughorn’s Christmas party.  It was almost comic, reading about Hermione’s attempts to lose her date, Cormac McLaggen.  But the food items were tasty, and Harry watched as party-crasher Draco Malfoy was taken down a peg or two when Slughorn did not fall all over him with praise about his relatives.


The first book, and the first movie, remain my favorites.  The kids were so well-cast, and they all did all of the movies, so you could literally watch them all grow up.  Jo Rowling did indeed create a fully-formed Universe, alongside the one we all live in.  I don’t know about you, but I sometimes think about how interesting it would be to be a Witch or Wizard in today’s world.

I hope you all have a Very Harry Christmas!

Did you know that President Trump has the power to destroy the Planet?

Did you know that President Trump has the power to destroy the Planet?

Well, he must have, since David Remnick of The New Yorker has GIVEN him that power.  In an editorial, Mr. Remnick says the the impeachment by the Democrat-controlled House of Representatives is all about THE FUTURE OF THE PLANET.  Unbeknownst to himself, Remnick has single-handedly handed President Trump power over the entire planet.  Somehow, I don’t think that’s what he meant.

Christmas Music, and celebrating Independence

Christmas Music, and celebrating Independence

Less than a year ago, the Ukrainian Orthodox Church was granted Independence from the main body of Russian Orthodoxy. There is now an independent Ukrainian Orthodox Church, with its own hierarchy, free of the Russian yoke.

Even though I am a Jew, I love Christmas music, and one of my  main favorites has a new meaning, in the light of the above news. (actually, my maternal grandfather was born in Odessa, now a part of independent Ukraine, so I do have a connection).  Each year, I try to pick up a new Christmas CD, and a few years ago I found this disk of Kiev Christmas Liturgy.  I love the sound of the male voices, singing in Russian.  Sublime, and I hope you like it too.



It’s that time of year again. Try Tiffany!

It’s that time of year again. Try Tiffany!

Yes, it’s the Christmas Season once again, and we are all scrambling to find just the right gift for a loved one. Well, this year, try Tiffany.  You say, Tiffany is way too expensive for me!  You  must not be familiar with all the affordable sterling silver jewelry available at Tiffany.  Even when I was living on a shoestring at my first real job, I managed to save up enough to buy myself a yearly Tiffany present.  I have a whole wardrobe of sterling silver Tiffany earrings.

Or you could find something totally frivolous.  This item might come in handy if you live in a big. leftist city that has banned plastic straws.  Tiffany sells a perfect substitute that would turn heads when you use it.  See the band of Tiffany Blue on the”Crazy Straw”!


You say, I’m intimidated by the security guard at the door, and it makes me uncomfortable even walking into the store.  Well, you just have to think of yourself as a Customer.  They WANT you to walk in like you owned the place and poke around the glass display cases.  Greet that security guard with a hearty Good Day-he won’t bite!

You know that your loved one will gasp when she sees that well-known Tiffany Blue Box under the tree-you don’t even have to wrap the present! (see, I just saved you minutes of fighting the paper and ribbon).  And Tiffany sells other items than jewelry.  In fact, you can get a really nice enameled pen for about $100.  This year, I fell victim to the product that just screamed “Buy Me! Buy Me!” when I went in to spend my profit-sharing money last weekend.


Even my kitty, Kikyo, gets to eat from a Tiffany dish! (no, she really doesn’t care what the dish looks like, as long as it holds food)

So, everyone, go to your local Tiffany store, walk proudly through that door, and find that unforgettable gift for your loved one.  They will be VERY happy to receive whatever you present in that recognizable box!

A Judge in London demonstrates: Western Civilization is Doomed

In a news story about the slime treatment accorded to author J K Rowling, author of the Harry Potter series, when she spoke the truth, I found a statement by a judge in the UK that set me back a bit (well, not really a BIT, but a HUGE amount).  Ms. Rowling spoke up in support of a researcher who was fired from her job, because she pointed out that a biological Male cannot become a Female.

That brought out the Long Knives of the “Transgender Mafia”, who took to Twitter to angrily berate Ms. Rowling for being a hateful bigot.  The researcher, Maya Forstater, was fired for using “offensive and exclusionary” language in stating that a male is a male, regardless of his “feelings”, and Rowling’s tweet in support made her also offensive (as in, offending someone).

Here is what the Judge in a “Central London Employment Tribunal” said in approving Ms. Forstater’s removal from her job. [emphasis mine]

“I conclude from … the totality of the evidence, that [Forstater] is absolutist in her view of sex and it is a core component of her belief that she will refer to a person by the sex she considered appropriate even if it violates their dignity and/or creates an intimidating, hostile, degrading, humiliating or offensive environment. The approach is not worthy of respect in a democratic society,” read the ruling from Judge James Tayler.

Yes, a person should not be permitted to hold her job when she states the simple truth about biology.  Now, didn’t I read somewhere that the end-times might be nigh when “Evil is Good, and Good is Evil”?  This is a JUDGE!  What is civilization coming to, when a judge does not recognize the truth when he hears it.  Now, hurting someone’s feelings is a firing offense, and reality is simply denied.  This is not a good omen for Western Civilization.


Reasons I’m ashamed to live in the People’s Republic of Washington

First, I did not elect the bureaucrats who are doing their best to make it difficult and expensive to live here.  I assuredly did not vote for the DemocRATS who rule this state.

Starting from the top:

The Sleazebag Attorney General of Washington State is suing the Federal Government for having the temerity to enforce Federal Immigration law.  How DARE you arrest illegal aliens at the Courthouse?!  Hey, Ferguson, what part of ILLEGAL don’t you understand?  And this rat is the attorney general!  Well, not MY attorney general.  I do not believe that Federal Immigration Law enforcers are bound by Washington State Sanctuary laws, which are illegal in themselves.

Next, the Seattle Leftists will be holding “impeachment rallies” around Western Washington tomorrow, to show that they despise those of us who Elected President Donald Trump.

And there is an outbreak of “highly-contagious” Hepatitis A going around, spread by the ubiquitous homeless, drug-using population north of Seattle.  When people live in squalid conditions, snorting meth and sharing needles, they spread horrible diseases.  Adding a little “Ewwww” factor to your day.

Then, for those of us who don’t have enough intrusive government in our lives, the state transportation commission is going forward with a plan to tax drivers Per Mile driven, to replace the gas tax.  Yep, the intellectuals who continually urge the population to ditch the gas-guzzlers for more fuel-efficient vehicles (no matter that increasing gas mileage is MANDATED by the federal government) and electric cars, somehow forgot that all those electric and fuel-efficient cars don’t pay as much, or any, gas taxes for road maintenance!  Roads get used as much, but some drivers are free-riders on the rest of us. [well, also remember that our state uses that gas tax revenue not for only road upkeep but for “mass” transit that no one outside Seattle rides].

No, you saps in Washington State are still not paying enough in taxes and fees to support the homeless, EV drivers, drug addicts, diversity coordinators, paid leave-takers, and bureaucrats in Olympia.  On the last election ballot, there were no fewer than ten “additional taxes” the legislature dreamed up to soak the very life out of residents-they had an “advisory vote” to ask us whether we agreed with all those additional taxes.  Well, who cares?  The votes were simply “advisory”, so whether we agreed or not, they don’t have to do what we want!  Why bother?  We are just the taxpayers, and they do not have to care what we want, out here in the suburbs.

I am ashamed to live in Washington State.  Believe me, I did not ask for this.