A film business friend once explained to me that a genre has run its course when the parody movies are made. Think Blazing Saddles signaling the end of the Western. To laugh at a thing renders it powerless. To celebrate the humor in something horrifying and dangerous not only banishes the fear, it allows us to reclaim our own power. We can literally laugh the monster out of existence. In that way (and so many others) laughter is a gift — an amazing, soul-deep Santa, who Knows how to set things right.
So it will be with this year’s Santa Knows. I’ve actually been fretting for months now …. who will it be? And thankfully the gift of laughter stepped in. Not going to say who it is of course, but I can say this: it’s someone we will all recognize, and at some point we will come together to share a good long laugh.
