There are some wingnuts who are working themselves into a lather over the idea of sticking it to the ACLU by — get this — sending them Christmas cards! Oh, that’ll really show those godless Commies, won’t it? Man! Can you just imagine the response of the ACLU staffer who opens up a stack of envelopes and finds them full of Christmas cards?

Actually, the response would probably go something like this: “Oh, look! Some Christmas cards! How nice!”

But it does give me an idea.

You know who does get worked up about this sort of thing?

I’ll give you a hint: his name rhymes with “Shrill O’Liely.”

And there’s every possibility that a few hundred “Happy Holiday” greeting cards would be the final push that sends him right over the edge. Because he’s clearly teetering on the brink right now anyway.

(The address is easy to find.)

It’s nearly time for the annual ritual of cartoon contest entries. I have my favorites from the last year, but it occurs to me that I may be too close to the forest to see the trees. So, your input would be enormously helpful here: do any of my cartoons from calendar year 2005 particularly stand out for you? Let me know: tomtomorrow(at)ix(dot)netcom(d0t)com.

Fountains of Wayne:

And late December
Can drag a man down
You feel it deep in your gut
Short days and afternoons spent puttering around
In a dark house with the windows painted shut

Remember New York
Staring outside
As reckless winter made its way
From Staten Island to the Upper West Side
Whiting out our streets along the way

And the snow is coming down
On our New England town
And it’s been falling all day long
What else is new
What can I do
But sing this valley winter song
I wrote for you