Dr. Seuss

And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more. ― Dr. Seuss

There’s the Grinch, on top of his mountain of ice and snow, looking down on Whoville on Christmas morning. He’d spent the night “stealing” Christmas from the little Whovillians and was waiting to hear the cries of dismay and see the tears flow from the eyes of the little ones on seeing their Christmas stolen of everything that made it Christmas… and yet what he sees, what he hears, totally baffles him and changes his life. Instead of cries of dismay and anger, he hears singing, and he sees dancing.

Christmas was made for children. For the innocent. How dare Business interests steal it, then turn around and sell it back to the parents so they can buy bits and pieces of it to give back to their wondering children? And how dare a sick world deny Christmas to the poor children and load up the rich kids with “stuff” they don’t even want, certainly don’t need? What happened to people that they simply slid into this fake Christmas, accepting the expensive hand-outs of Church, State and Banksterism without questioning the values, the examples involved? At least the Grinch returned the baubles of Christmas to the little Whovillians… are man’s churches, politicians, “charitable” organizations and the military industrial complex going to return it to man’s children and forfeit the profits they make from it? Good luck with that! People, however, can boycott that old Grinch world and celebrate joy, peace, acceptance, well you know, all those things that make someone human.

The Vale of Soul-Making

And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more. ― Dr. Seuss, How the Grinch Stole Christmas!. (HarperCollins Children’s Books October 18, 2003) Originally published October 12th 1957.

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8 thoughts on “Dr. Seuss

    1. Sha'Tara Post author

      That is quite the question, Ann, certainly not one I would dare try to answer. In the face of it I would shrivel to a dried bread crumb.

      Reply
      1. annwjwhite

        I can only hope that as more people realize that war is not healthy for anyone, but that revolutions must take on the bullies in charge, that we owe the world at least an umbrella for the innocent to sit under for protection. I love your blogs. You say things that need to be said.

  1. Woebegone but Hopeful

    I try to keep my family and those I count as friends close. I’m trying to inoculate myself against the contagions of hate and hypocrisy which are slithering through the World.

    Reply
      1. Sha'Tara Post author

        For me, that vaccine is called compassion. Whatever happens, whatever comes, if I can be faithful to that one calling, nothing else matters.

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