Something to celebrate?

It doesn’t take Freud to figure out that the sugarplums, holly and mistletoe all tap into a sense of comfort, longing, security and peace that so many fervently desire; that we all wish the clichés were true. As Jews, Christians, Muslims, Mormons, Buddhists and everything in between, we are all more alike than we are different. That’s something to celebrate.


Is it? Is it something to celebrate? Maybe it is. And maybe it isn't. I wonder.


Also: I wonder if the NYTimes will catch flack for the little drawing: 

totally inoffensive or perilously close to the German cartoons of the bumpkin Jew with the big nose?.... (at least the chimney-music-stand is not spewing dollar bills ... i.e. implying that the Jew wrings money out of everything, including Christmas... Anyhow, come on, people, you really think that Jesus is the only reason for the season?!)