All over KIV we’ve got these little barricades called “burns” (however you spell it) which are basically heaps of dirt designed to absorb explosive or small arms impacts, where one may clear a weapon or hide behind in case shit goes down. The day after Thanksgiving, one prominent burn started getting festive.
First, somebody stuck a tiny Christmas tree on it. Then someone else added a mini-Santa and some mints. Then a lollipop ice rink appeared. And so on – random people throughout the KIV kept adding stuff to the top of this burn. Now it’s a full-on Christmas village, a completely organic creation – no “Burn Christmas Village Committee who meet on Wednesday mornings” necessary!
Being a weirdo, I decided to add my own existential diorama of the horrors of war and the redemptive power of love – in candy-cane form – to the burn:
It was all good fun…until someone decided to be a jerk and steal Christmas Yoda!
This injustice will not stand. Hopefully the perpetrator will do the right thing, return Christmas Yoda, and then assume position in the stocks we keep next to the gym for public shaming whenever it’s needed.
But something tells me the KIV Christmas Village will survive this tragedy somehow. Strong in us the Christmas Spirit is.