Be Like Krampus

A few years ago I was talking to a friend of mine who worked in the same  Human Rights group as I did and we were discussing missing children.

We discussed the sad reality that  if a child looks like they could be featured on a Christmas Card or an Ivory Soap commercial, the Press ( and now the internet ) will literally turn the Country upside down and shake it until those children, The Christmas Card Kids reappear.

To be honest, I think that just shows how effed up we are- the only missing children, the only missing adults that we care about are golden and pristine. We value those symbols of genetic perfection above all else.

On the other hand, we have Krampus holiday cards and he does NOT care our golden and pure your look, He looks deeper then that.

I think we should be more like Krampus.

Dear Krampus

Dear Krampus,

I saw a  pretty awful movie this week.

It was called Mother Krampus and had nothing to do with your story at all- which is ok. A good story will  grow and run on it’s own two legs ) or four or eight, you get my point ) and to make it worse- it just sucked.

Let me paint you a picture.

Remember that game  that I used to love to play with my family called, “Consequences”?

Consequences is the old parlour game where each player is given a sheet of paper, and all are told to write down a word or phrase to fit a description (“an animal”), optionally with some extra words to make the story. Each player then folds the paper over to hide the most recent line, and hands it to the next person. At the end of the game, the stories are read out.

AI Artwork: Pumpkin Empress

Well watching this movie made me feel like I had come across a game of Consequences.

Yep. It was pretty naughty of someone to have put this one together. Just saying.

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