It is meant to be continuous.
From the WaPo:
Pope Francis is waging a war on Christmas. Christians should join him.Donald Trump's version of Christmas has nothing to do with Christ.Last week, Fox News’s Bill O’Reilly had good news for his viewers — the war on Christmas had finally ended. “We won!” O’Reilly declared.What were O’Reilly’s metrics for measuring this great victory over the secularists who he saw as so hell-bent on ruining Christianity’s great feast? Simple: The number of stores using “Merry Christmas!” instead of “Happy Holidays!” has increased in the past decade.
But as O’Reilly noted, there are still some companies out there who won’t oblige with the victor’s demands that Christmas greetings be done the right way. Don’t worry, O’Reilly assured his viewers, there’s a new president in town, “and that’s bad news for them, because Donald Trump is on the case.”...
Unfortunately for O’Reilly and Trump, there’s still one person they must defeat in this self-perpetuating war on Christmas. It’s Pope Francis, the 80-year-old leader of 1.2 billion Catholics across the globe.
“Christmas is a charade!” Francis said last year...
So it seems like the right time to haul out the traditional Fake War on Christmas ornaments from 2005...
"My mission is to make it up to the North Pole before the 25th.There's a Jolly Old Elf up there who's gone insane.I'm supposed to kill him."Then, later...And finally, the tragic denouement.Evil Liberal: "Who are all these people?"Bill O’Reilly: "Yeah, well... They think you have come to take himaway. I hope that isn't true."Evil Liberal: "Take who away ?"Bill O’Reilly: "Him. Saint Nick. The Big Elf. These are all his Helpers, as far as you can see."Evil Liberal: "Could we, uh, talk to Saint Nick?"Bill O’Reilly: "Hey, man, you don't talk to the Saint. You listen to him. The man's enlarged my mind. He's a elf-toymaker in the classic sense. I mean sometimes he'll, uh, well, you'll say hello to him, right? And he'll just walk right by you, and he won't even notice you.And suddenly he'll grab you, and he'll throw you on his lap, and he'll say do you know that “ant” is the middle word in Santa? If you can know who has been naughty and who as been nice when all about you are getting shitty toys and socks and blaming it on you…if you can trust your elves when all men doubt you -- I mean I'm no, I can't -- I'm a little elf, I'm a little elf, he's, he's The Claus, man.I should have been a bag of remaindered WalMart Barbies being sold out the trunk of an El Dorado on a dead-drunk Sunday Morning on Maxwell Street -- I mean --
"The ho-ho-horror. The ho-ho-horror..."


