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(Warning: Video heavy post below the cut. Ace's open thread below is still going for those that don't want to carol)
It's something of a tradition here at the HQ to go virtual caroling on Christmas Eve. Since we're not all together, and thus we can't go around the neighborhood together, we like to pull our computers up next to a nice cozy fire and do it virtually. This has the added advantage that none of y'all have to hear me sing (banned by the Geneva Convention as “unduly cruel” when inflicted upon prisoners of war).
Before we get started, I'd like to share this story by Andrew Klavan. For those of you who don't know of Klavan, he's a wickedly funny conservative commentator and author who revels in puncturing the bubbles of insanity that are liberal politics. “Klavan on the Culture” videos on YouTube are must watch material. Anyhow, Klavan was a secular Jew who converted to Christianity as an adult, here he tells the story of how a Christmas Eve that he spent with a Christian family as a boy influenced that adult decision. It's a moving story.
So gather your loved ones close, share fellowship and a few drinks. Enjoy the roaring fire and sing along. And now, on with the caroling!
Let's start with some old favorites, from back when Americans were steely-eyed missile men staring down the commies and looking to the future with unbounded optimism.
Not all Christmas songs are quite so serious. Some are just plain fun.
And some are just silly.
Naturally, it's important to remember that the entire point of Christmas is to celebrate the birth of Christ Jesus, God become man to redeem the unredeemable.
And we end with what is, to my mind, the greatest carol of them all:
Hallelujah! Christ has come that man may live! Merry Christmas to all of you, and may 2017 find you healthy, happy and blessed!