The Nightmare Before Kissmas

To find joy in fear and darkness, to scratch out some semblance of happiness in grief and absence. To look at something that is only terror and danger and find it beautiful, not in spite of the things that make it horrifying, but because of it.

Joy wins out, every time.

“I don’t think our purpose is to prevent all the bad things in the world,” he says. “I think our purpose is to help people endure those things.”

But what good is one day of happiness when it’s proven over and over again that it does jack all to stop anything bad from happening?

This isn’t about making the world happy, it’s a job, a business. Joy is revenue, and revenue doesn’t do a damn thing to actually help anyone.

No, we create a single day of one-off smiles that does nothing to stop bad shit from happening.

“We can feel like we have the best of intentions,” he whispers, “and still cause disaster.”