Dear Santa,

🎶

Have yourselves a merry little Christmas

Make the Yuletide gay

From now on, our troubles will be miles away

🎵

I’m listening to this Christmas carol by Frank Sinatra as I write this article. Bradley swears it is too dull a tune for Christmas, but it always gives me holiday cheer. (I know how that sounds, but I promise you, I’m neither pessimistic nor a melancholic. I happen to prefer slow, depressing music to the noise that’s popular in this day and age, yes, but I’m generally a very optimistic person … unless I’m making pap for a guest I need to impress, because let’s be honest, no one knows how to do that. We all just pour the hot water in whilst holding our breaths, saying silent prayers and hoping for the best.)

You’ll be surprised to know that I put in so much thought into Christmas presents, but always end up buying the same gift every year for my brother, who’s the only person I give gifts this season. And he’s hinted one too many times this past week, with very little subtlety I might add, that buying him something other than underwear this year would be really thoughtful. I’ve made a mental note of that but I’m unsure what to do with this pair of white undies I’d already bought. They’re a size too small for me, you see. Anyway, in the spirit of extending the love I so freely give others to myself as well, I’ve been really thinking about what I would like for Christmas. I always have a wishlist that I publicize every year, even though I never get anything (because my brother is deluded enough to think that his love, alone, is enough). This year, I'm trading in my usual wishlist of mature stuff that adults need in every day life, like Superman action figures and comic books for instance, for a more mature, financially savvy approach to Christmas.

So, if you’re reading this, Dearest Santa, (and you’d better be,) I should have you know that inflation rates have soared beyond projections since this time last year, and by implication, you should go ahead and disregard the Christmas wishlist I sent in since August. In place of the life-size Superman doll I requested, I’d rather you gave me Apple, Nvidia, Tesla and Amazon stocks instead. I’d ask for millions of dollars worth of stocks in each company, but I’ve been warned to not be too greedy. Wouldn’t want to get on the naughty list now, would I? Still, if you could make the millions worth of stocks thing happen, I’d convince a naughty kid to turn nice every year for the next five years. And wouldn’t ask for anything else in that time frame. Promise. 🤞🏽

In any case, this gift would be one that’ll keep on giving, so you’ll still be giving me gifts each of those five years without necessarily losing anything. Which works out excellently for both of us, if you ask me. You won’t feel guilty for leaving a good boy out on Christmas Eve, and said good boy makes other people good. In retrospect, this only benefits me, but we can pretend it’s both ways.

Happy Holidays to you too Kris Kringle, and Merry Investing! Oh, and say hello to Mrs. Kringle for me. Cheers. 🥂

#PriinceBriightWrites #PriinceBriightNation #Chaka

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