A few days ago, I stumbled upon a Saturday Night Live skit called, “The Girl You Wished You Hadn’t Started a Conversation With at a Party.” Cecily Strong acts the role of the girl who is characteristically drunk and ditzy, with know-it-all opinions in a pseudo-activist kind of way. She’s looking for a fight. The “straight man” is played by Seth Meyers.
“So are you excited about the holidays?” He asks.
“Excited. I’m repulsed. All this ‘mercialism around Christmas is an outrage. It’s a trajesty. It’s like ‘What are we even doing?’ …” She scoffs.
“You really seem like you’re in the Christmas spirit,” he teases. What does one say to a contentious soul?
“You mean the Christ-mas spirit? Oh right, you don’t care about Jesus because you worship Hallmark.”
“Oh boy!” He looks away.
Later she asks him what he wants for Christmas.
“I don’t wanna tell you,” he says.
“Would you just relax? I’m just asking you what you want for Christmas.”
“Okay, well, I was hoping to get the new iPad.”
She responds with staged timing. “I asked for an end to genocide.”
“Oh, c’mon.” He rolls his eyes.
She slams him further. “Okay, so maybe the next time you’re on your new iPad…”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah…” He feels it coming.
“…Look up ‘How to be a decent human being.’”
And so it goes. Though she doesn’t really portray a Christian, her contrary nature is something I’ve seen in Internet exchanges and Facebook arguments by all kinds of people, including believers.
I stopped to reflect. Some have said that Christians would be called “the haters,” in the last days. In a culture that often reverses right and wrong, standing up for what’s right can be polarizing. Still it doesn’t have to be hateful.
As I watched the skit, I felt a twinge in my chest. Something else was stirring inside me. Continue reading