And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow,
stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons.
It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags.
And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before.
What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store.
What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.
Dr. Suess
This year I can enjoy all the Christmas television specials. All those simple tales filled me with good feelings as a kid and so they live on in my heart. One of my favourites is Dr. Suess' "How the Grinch Stole Christmas".
This evening I was introduced to Jim Carrey's "Grinch". While it was spectacular in costumes and affects, it pales against Chuck Jones' animation and nothing beats Boris Karloff's baritone narration. "Grinch" has a somewhat nastier undercurrent, perhaps because the world is somewhat nastier than decades past. All the more reason to watch the old cartoons and sing along with the Who of Whoville:
Welcome Christmas, Dah who dah-moose!Fah who for-aze, Dah who dor-aze . . . good night everyone!
Welcome Christmas, While we stand,
Heart to heart, And hand in hand.
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