By The Dissident Dad

Christmas and I have some bad blood. No, I don’t hate baby Jesus, or harbor a contempt for Christians. Indeed, I consider myself to be a follower of Christ-like principals. As a self-described anarchist, loving people and doing no harm fits right in at my home.

Growing up as a child in a middle-class home where my dad worked 12-hour days and my mom clipped coupons, I remember all the great things about Christmas. Stockings full of toys hanging over the fireplace, waking up in the morning to presents under the tree followed by a large family gathering later that afternoon. Read More

Source:: The Dissedent Dad – Liberty Blitzkrieg