File It In The “Atheists Get Christianity Better Than We Do” Folder
Charlie Brooker writes of the:
religious festival celebrating the birth of a man who would have doubtless vomited up his own ribcage in disgust at the mere sight of the hollow, anaesthetising capitalist moonbase that…
now passes for Christmas.
Your Correspondent, Looking for a temporary secretary
I’ll admit I agree (and laugh) at pretty much anything Charlie Brooker writes.
He is indeed a master Richard!