byWill Maclean

Say hello. Don’t text them, and definitely don’t reach out via Facebook, or any other social media. Because, as we all know, people are different there. They’re not as open, not as honest. And "liking" their status or making any other faux-connection online is not the same as seeing people face to face, finding out where they are in their lives, what they really think and feel.

I am like Job. That’s what’s going on here. Tormented by God, without knowing why. Why me, Lord? I bet even the session musicians and engineers who worked on “P**** i* t** D***” didn’t think about it half as much as I have these last few days. The worst part of it is, I can tell no one about this, lest it infect them too.

So while we’re at this cultural exchange thing, I think we should send a holiday tradition from the UK to you. Just to say thanks for our first Black Friday. But which one? Hm. Let me see. Dusting off my Big Book of Obscure British Folklore, I pass over the Winter Solstice Horn Dance to arrive instead at the Welsh tradition of the Mari Lwyd.