Honestly, this is a nice atheist book, full of pleasant memories of childhood Christmases, and plenty of grownup explanations of how and why atheists celebrate Christmas… and even enjoy it.
Made of spoilers. Don’t read until you’ve seen the episode.
This is how far cartoons have descended in the last decade and a half: *The Lion King* was Shakespearean. *Ice Age* is *Everybody Loves Raymond*ean.
It’s apeshit crazy nuttiness right from the opening moments of *Expelled: No Intelligence Allowed*…