I’ve mentioned in this column before that I’ve worked every Christmas Eve and Christmas for my entire working life. It must have started while I was pumping gas during college, through guerilla television world, then for all the ensuing decades in TV news. News never sleeps, I always said, and it pays overtime on Christmas.
Little did I know, when I was chowing down on Cantonese catering on those nights in the newsroom, that I was honoring the faith of my people. This Christmas, I planned to intentionally observe the traditional Jewish ritual by going for Chinese food and a movie. According to Christmastime for the Jews, the streets would be teeming with Members of the Tribe.
Only thing is, I’m not sure I got the right night…
