Merry Christmas, Dear Readers

A blessed joyous Merry Christmas to my dear readers, with a reminder to my enemies, especially those nasty indefatigable creatures responsible for inserting all those typos, that there is hope for you yet.

And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him up in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn. And there were in the same country shepherds watching, and keeping the night watches over their flock.

And behold an angel of the Lord stood by them, and the brightness of God shone round about them; and they feared with a great fear.

And the angel said to them: Fear not; for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, that shall be to all the people: For, this day, is born to you a Saviour, who is Christ the Lord, in the city of David.

And this shall be a sign unto you. You shall find the infant wrapped in swaddling clothes, and laid in a manger.

And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly army, praising God, and saying:

Glory to God in the highest; and on earth peace to men of good will.

And confusion to men of bad will.

You loyal readers and supporters who have stuck with us these many years have been the best present any loudmouth writer could get. Thank you.

Oh, start thinking of your predictions for what will happen in the coming year, which promises to be a tumultuous one. Our Annual Contest starts on New Years Day.

God bless you all.

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