Yeah, prolly not politically correct (am I the only one who remembers that “politically correct” was a tongue-in-cheek joke from someone on Comedy Central back in the ’90s?), but hell. It’s chrimmas. So make merry. Or do whatever your tribe does to assure the Great Light will return to the sky, the warmth will return to the ground, and the little electrons will return to make extreme amounts of flux awesomeness.
Carry on. But if you get carried away, well, so it goes.