Remember When - 2001

December 31, 2001
 

Holiday cheer absent in hate-filled city
Christmas has always been a time when people gaze inward a little harder at the little world within their own homes; their families and children who get ignored in the hectic scramble of the working year. Christmas is when, one hopes, even the most hateful remember to hug their loved ones tighter, give them presents and appreciate the bounty of their lives.

The holiday is also a time when people look outward, to the world around them, and notice the less fortunate, the poor and the sick and the suffering. A time when they reach into their pockets and offer a little something.

But not this Christmas. Not in Genoa City.

The great Victor Newman stepped up to the plate to donate a pile or two of his money and some cheap trinkets during a quick trip around the world to see how the less fortunate celebrate. Without explanation the trip was cut short, and to say Newman's little helpers were bored to tears would be an understatement. For all the money wasted on jet fuel alone Newman could have done better by staying home and donating all those gifts to the needy boys and girls in Genoa City.

That was the upside.

At the heart of the Christmas story read each year as a tradition by the sleepy John Abbott, Joseph and Mary are turned away from the inn because there isn't room. And like the inn at Bethlehem, the Abbott home was filled to the brim this year. What else could explain why Steve and Traci Connelly didn't buzz in for the holiday to be with their daughter? Yes, the dope-smoking Colleen had shut the door and disappeared into a world the Connellys cannot enter, but was this any reason not to be with the family for the holidays?

Also included on the list of real-life monsters is Lauren Fenmore. What would possess a woman to stay in Genoa City while her child, a kid she once professed to love more than life itself, remained alone who knows where?

Had Fenmore even bothered to call little Scotty Grainger, the conversation would have undoubtedly been rich. Yes Scotty, your mommy can't be with you this Christmas because she's pawing and groping and in general sucking around a man who doesn't want her anymore. Mommy is hoping the nice man will give her a big bone so you be a good boy and I'll have the nanny or whomever is watching you make sure Santa can get his fat ass down the chimney with your presents.

Others vying for grinch this year include Mary Williams and her clueless son, Paul. Mary has whined at every given opportunity that she doesn't have a grandchild yet neither she nor that bumpkin she calls her son took the time to call Heather Lynch.

How many times during the holiday season did Neil Winters think about his precious daughter? When Lily Winters was born, Winters said more than once he'd always be there for his 'boo boo bear' but was too drunk to call to wish the kid Merry Christmas.

And Olivia Winters is no prize either. The one time of the year she should have reminded her growth-stunted son to remember how special his biological father was to him, Dr. Winters failed. Hell, this poor excuse for a woman didn't even call her parents.

Speaking of parents, the reason Malcolm Winters didn't call his was because, like Brad Carlton and the dearly departed Ryan McNeil, he doesn't have any!

Where was Jill Abbott on Christmas? Off with her son, ah, lover boy, screwing like a cheap red light district whore. She could have at least got off her back long enough to call her son and grandson. Not to place all the blame on Mrs. Abbott, but Billy Abbott could have had the decency to have at least asked where he mother was when the family was gathered together. That conversation too might have been ripe. Well Billy, we don't want your mother's stinking ass around her. Christmas or no Christmas.

For her part, Nina Webster might have encouraged her son to call grandma Jill but if questioned would probably say Phillip Chancellor is still suffering from the longest case of mono known to man.

It's obvious Phyllis Summers wants nothing to do with her son. She made no mention of Danny Romalotti JR., this year and no interest in her wishing her still alive parents a Merry Christmas.

The list of insufferable louts ends with Brock Reynolds. In Louisiana building homes for the less fortunate, Reynolds couldn't be bothered to call his mother nor his recently discovered daughter! Nor did Mac Browning or Katherine Sterling call Reynolds! In fact, Browning took great pleasure in terrorizing her mother who would have given her left breast to cancer for only a moment with her daughter at Christmas.

See also: Christmas 2002 Christmas 2003

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