These days, anyone who's lacking even the slightest in Christmas spirit is labeled a Grinch.
I can't even mention that I don't like "Silent Night" without somebody concluding that I also hate joy, love, families, tradition, and baby Jesus.
And for the longest time, I thought that being like the Grinch was a bad thing. At least, until I realized that he's actually way more down to earth and relatable than people make him out to be.
In fact, he may have had it right all along.