Bah Humbug!

I know it irritates people that I refuse to get into the "holiday" spirit. So here is my seasonal post.

Recognizing that A Christmas Carol would have been a great tale if it hadn't been written by the "crypto-commie" Charles Dickens, Tech Central Station has some modern updates.

My personal favourite:
Ayn Rand: The ruggedly handsome and weirdly articulate Ebeneezer Scrooge is a successful executive held back by the corrupt morality of a society that hates success and fails to understand the value of selfishness. So Scrooge explains that value in a 272-page soliloquy. Deep down, Scrooge's enemies know that he is right, but they resent him out of a sense of their own inferiority. Several hot sex scenes and unlikely monologues later, Scrooge triumphs over all adversity -- except a really mean review by Whittaker Chambers. Meanwhile, Tiny Tim croaks. Socialized medicine is to blame.