With all due respect, I maintain that it was not Santa Claus who placed the coal I found in my stocking that gray Christmas morn of ’79, but the Neo-Cons. The way I figure it is, it has something to do with all the big issues at the time: Zionism, Big Oil, a fledgling Bush candidacy for president, and global cooling. I worked it all out on my Shoney’s placemat a few days later, but then Shoney’s went out of business. Coincidence? Ha.