‘Twas Christmas Eve, and we all are a’thinking... what the fuck. Sorry to be so vulgar, but the privileged few of us who can complain about a lack of ceremony this year can only remake on how different this year’s festivities truly are. And yet... do we spend them with our most loved ones? Perhaps we don’t, and that reinforces the need for our tribe. Or maybe we do, and it fortified our familial bonds. Whatever our association with the holidays this year, it’s bound to be different, much like the past 12 months. What do we decide to do, once we reach this conclusion? Do we invigorate our common cause? We are no longer sleeping, we are no longer the mouse... Let’s rise up and create a better world for our children.