A Christmas Story

A few Christmases ago, I was spending a good deal of time over at the old Tom’s Hardware Forum (they’ve since cleaned it up).

I have never, repeat never, been in another place anything like it. I don’t want to hear about your place being a flamefest; I’ve been to a couple of them, and they look like Teletubby conventions compared to the old Tom’s.

You did not go to the old Tom’s to learn anything; you went there to fight. No holds barred. There were animals in that place. I remember the person who put up a picture of a naked lady with no arms and legs with a quote saying, “I can work an abacus faster than the K6-2s FPU unit.” We are talking LOW.

Anyway, it was around this time of the year, and I thought it would be nice to wish everyone a Merry Christmas. Foolish me.

I don’t know about you, but I’m not used to saying “Merry Christmas” and getting “F— you” back as a greeting. Not even Scrooge said that.

Out of sheer incredulous curiosity, I asked why. I got told, “I’m Muslim.” I said I didn’t recall saying, “Merry Christmas to Christians, and die, the rest of you infidel dogs.”

The moral of the story? Remove chip from shoulder holiday season, no matter why or for whom it’s there. Chill. You’ll enjoy it more.

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