With decorating season upon us, even for those who wait until after Thanksgiving, the present climate of uncertain social rules has a new ingredient: mistletoe.
The old custom of hanging mistletoe at Christmastime and being able to kiss someone who's under it may leave many people cold after an autumn of allegations and confessions and other varied stories about unwanted physical contact.
In a break from researching my new series on last verses of carols, the line "Oh-ho, the mistletoe" jumped out at me while I was shopping. I think the song was "Have a Holly Jolly Christmas." (The last verse was no great shakes, but I've found several others, Christmassy and otherwise -- the series will continue.)
Jolly? Getting kissed? Well, I hope so -- but I will be looking at doorways carefully.
Maybe I'll just put some mistletoe in my hat -- so that I can hide it under my hat when I'm not in the right sort of crowd.
Happy holidays, 2017 style.
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