A writer friend of mine, a relatively new mother, recently commented: “Every year I’m thrown by what an as*hole Santa is to Rudulph.”
I nodded in agreement. That movie, which I love, probably contains the worst characterization of Santa ever. He’s never seemed more small-minded than in “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.” He’s basically a bully, and Comet, a very disappointing dad.
All I can say to Rudolph is, hey, if you’re listening to me, little guy . . . it will get better.
I was pleased when a few years back Jack Johnson recorded an updated version of the song, “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindoor.” It’s got the usual laid-back Johnson sound, with a groovy twist to the lyrics:
. . . well Rudolph he didn’t go for that
he said, “I see through your silly games.”
How could you look me in the face
when only yesterday you called me names?
Well all of the other reindeers man,
well they sure did feel ashamed,
“Rudolph, you know we’re sorry,
we’re truly gonna try to change.”
As a side note, after I wrote the above I came across this article from the Huffington Post. It’s all a little too much, granted. Why can’t we all just get along?
Note: Did an image search and came across this craziness.