Shrill cadences of choral claptrap clatter jinglingly across Muzak carriers. What matters it to Narcissus-X, the drab distinctions of conventional culture bestowed on Rudolph? Of what account are Donder and Blitzen to Narcissus-X? And why slight Comet and Cupid?
For Rudolph is the Narcissus-X of the reindeer! Set apart, unique, indispensable, and yet fettered with the common yoke of servility to crass commercialistic consumerism!
The outrage!
The infamy!
The art! Oh, the art!