Christmas 2011 It’s raining outside the Benz looks like crap. The noise from the radio’s Jingle Bells Rap. You beat up a guy for his Occupy Tee. Now off for the park to chop down a tree. The wife’s on your iPad doing live request cam, so you head for the market to steal a fat ham. Your phone starts to buzz as you head out the door. The In-laws again, they’re trying to score. Christmas will be here in just one more night, bring ’em a bottle they’ll stay out of sight. The kids left last Friday to go out and play, they always come home for the big holiday. You ride by a church and think about mass, but you know ol' Santa don’t give a rat’s ass. Arrive at the mall and the parking lot’s packed, the really good cars have already been jacked. The soon bankrupt Center’s a mile away. You snag a good space it might be your day. Down near Wet Seal you hear a loud sound. The cops have your daughter hog-tied on the ground. Y...
