Overwhelmed this time of year, Santa Claus has delegated the answering of his letters to committees, and your mailman has been certified as the chair of the Royal Oak Elves Committee.
Solstice? revolution? religious miracle? military might? Like most things, this holiday can be viewed from multiple perspectives.
While I don't care much about Columbus Day (except that there's no school, which when my kids were younger was a pain), I do like Thanksgiving.
Nine years ago we published a still-relevant editorial about the Fourth of July, titled "Toward a third revolution." What we said then bears repeating.
A government "of the people, by the people, and for the people"? Hardly. Try a government "of the one percent, by the one percent, and for the one percent."
Nearly smothered beneath piles of gift catalogs, nearly drowned in a sea of elevator-music Christmas carols, there burns a persistent secret flame.
Jim Lane reviews Black Swan, Tangled, The Tourist and True Grit.
Thanksgiving is a grand American holiday: secular, focused on family, food, friends, celebrating and giving.
Forty-four years ago, pop culture received an unexpected push leftward with "A Charlie Brown Christmas."
In earliest human society, survival through the winter was no sure thing, and wintertime starvation was common. Then comes the Winter Solstice.