Santa's been drinking again.

Just to be clear, I'm not anti-Christmas. And I don't hate Santa Claus. I just hate the crowd of marauding hooligans who flood into Manhattan just to get drunk and pee and puke on our sidewalks on Santa Con Saturday. Santa Con happens every year, and it starts at 10 a.m. Yes 10 in the morning, and they arrive already drunk. At 10 a.m. The NYPD is trying to shut down Santa Con, the west side neighborhood of Chelsea/Clinton effectively blocked Santa Con from coming to their area of town, and everybody else hates it. The only ones who like it are the drunks themselves (I assume) and the bar owners who make money selling alcohol to alcoholics.
The people who participate in Santa Con are not good-natured hippies, or hipsters, or merry revelers. They're just a bunch of regular losers who can't moderate their alcohol intake. And once they start drinking, they seem to lose control their bodily functions in public, often, like every other block. And in their pants. It's disgusting to see.
Anyway, only 362 days until next Santa Con! Make your travel plans now! (to get out of Manhattan.)