(Not about language.)
A day away from Halloween, and already Christmas items arrive in the mail. Some of them are sticky-sweet and earnestly celebratory, and invite subversion. Here are six I tried to collage into submission some years ago in a protest against holiday sentimentality. They range from mildly critical (a composition about “women’s work”), through varying degrees of outrage and menace, to a Father Christmas as a child molester. (You’ve been warned; these are on the dark side.)
Women’s Work.
The Old Geezer.
Blessed Ste. Chaise, give us the gift of memory.
Arbeit macht frei.
Aflame for St. Lucy.
Mementos of Farley.
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