Thinky thoughts

One of my favorite authors is a British gent named Terry Pratchett. He has a long-running series set in a place called Discworld, which is technically fantasy but is at least as accurately labeled as satire.

One of his books, “Hogfather,” is set around this time of the year and deals with the beliefs surrounding “the Hogfather,” or what we would call Father Christmas, Santa Claus, or similar names. It was made into a movie a few years ago, and was done quite well, but the book (as usual) is better. We watched the movie last week, and I just finished re-reading the book.

There is one particular conversation towards the end, between Death and his granddaughter Susan, that always makes me sit back and think.
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