There are two kinds of Christmas people.  Christmas Vacationers and A Christmas Storiers. 

Except for my mother.  Big Sara is totally a Mircale on 34th Streeter.  She was very clear with me about this when I mentioned that I was struggling with how to really delve into this great Christmas Debate.

So here’s my theory… everyone has a kind of Christmas habit… they’ll either stop the channel flipping on Clark or Ralphie.  Both have brilliant lines, scenes and both mean different things to different people.

I think that the films speak to different people in different ways.  And I am concerned that I might be a middle of the road person.  I truly believe this is one of the best lines in a film ever….

“We’re going to press on, and we’re going to have the hap, hap, happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tapped danced with Danny fucking Kaye.”

But I cannot contain myself when that kid can’t move his arms, or he puts on the bunny pajamas, or the whole you’ll shoot your eye out thing – I full out belly laugh… everytime.  All 12 times that TNT plays it on Christmas Day.

It might be a generational thing… I don’t have the answers.  I don’t know if anyone does.  I just know that this great divide exists and I wonder about it everytime the holidays roll around.  Can a Vacationer marry a Storier?  Could they find love amidst their differences?  Does this divide families?  What does it truly say about each of us? 

So today, I am sending these questions out to the cosmic void because I don’t want to judge anyone for their Christmas movie choices.  I love each of you, no matter your choice.

But me, well, I think I am going to go watch “It’s A Wonderful Life”