Santa baby, slip a cutie under the tree, for me

I believed in Santa until I was eight. Not because I actually really thought that he was real enough to squeeze his ass down the chimney, but because I didn't have enough faith in America that it could be organized and calculated enough to be "in" on such a fantastic story.

I'm hoping that there is at least one year where Patrick and Lucy actively believe at the same time - either in Santa or in our otherwise messed-up country. Either will do.