A confused millennial tries to… tell the difference between naughty and nice in the post-truth era

By Josh Gardner, who believes Secret Santa is effectively licensed stalking

WE can have either truth or social media, and if that’s a difficult choice don’t worry, it’s already been made for you. But whither Santa? 

How can he compile a list of the naughty and nice when the moral boundaries that define good and bad behaviour aren’t real? Isn’t that just unacceptable behaviour-shaming?

Sadly, just like facts in public discourse, there’s no real objective reality. Once being nice meant listening in attentive fear while your parents regaled you with stories about ice on the inside of windows, and naughty meant listening to albums with an explicit lyrics sticker.

Today? Niceness, as it was once called, gets likes. But naughtiness, like calling Sydney Sweeney mid, gets engagement which is often far superior in terms of building your brand and that’s what today’s kids love.

No, we’ve left old conceptions of naughty and nice behind. The evidence is all around you. Moral vacuums land cushy jobs on the GB News desk, while felons selling their piss tapes on OnlyFans win presidential elections.

Assassins are folk heroes, James Corden is on television at Christmas, and Kemi Badenoch breakfasts on a BLT. We’re all sinking into a grey moral morass.

And as for good people… are there any? Greta Thunberg seemed alright, but Santa never brought the end to climate change she wanted. Being Time Magazine’s Person of the Year in 2019 now means being half a Trump.

And where does that leave me? I’ve not done anything heinous like a murder, or even worse developing a parasocial relationship with Chappell Roan, but nor have I done anything virtuous like passing on gig tickets for their face value.

The whole quandary has riddled me with existential dread, which I usually only feel when I sleep in my childhood bedroom, or when my AirPods run out of charge before I’m sufficiently ASMRed.

Clearly the ideas of naughty and nice are a fabrication. They’re little more than religious oligarchy for youngsters, and adults shouldn’t indoctrinate their kids with these lies.

Thank God for AI. All we need is to feed the whole of human life since the start of history –by which I mean the founding of Facebook – in, and within minutes it will give us the definitive answer in algorithm form. I for one can’t wait to be judged.

Your astrological week ahead for December 14th, with Psychic Bob

Aries, March 21st–April 19th

“You dare to ask me what the dictionary defines as ‘a state of armed conflagration between different countries or groups within a nation’? Sir, this means war!”

Taurus, April 20th–May 20th

Netflix is debuting season two of Squid Game on Boxing Day. Not to be outdone at this time of seasonal cheer, Disney Plus is showing all the Saw movies.

Gemini, May 21st–June 21st

It’s 1520. Henry VIII’s daughter Elizabeth lights a single candle. ‘It’s like Blackpool Illuminations’ in here, he quips, bad-temperedly.

Cancer, June 22nd–July 22nd

You failed the ninja test after getting a sugar donut on the way to the first assassination.

Leo, July 23rd–August 22nd

Maybe Jack Ruby thought Lee Harvey Oswald was hot. But it was the early 1960s and he had never learned to express his same-sex attraction in an appropriate way.

Virgo, August 23rd–September 22nd

If the police spent less time washing their hands after using the toilet, just think how many more criminals they’d catch.

Libra, September 23rd–October 22nd

A 2025 Sabrina Carpenter calendar where she gets smaller and smaller each month. By December she’s wearing a bowtie, corset and rabbit ears while flirting with the Higgs boson.

Scorpio, October 23rd–November 22nd

Any room can be an escape room if you’re spectacularly unintelligent.

Sagittarius, November 22nd–December 21st

‘But that boy is my son,’ said the doctor. How can that be? The doctor… is a woman. And Frankenstein is the doctor, not the monster.

Capricorn, December 22nd–January 19th

Heartbreaking when a pizza gets big dreams and runs away to the big city to become a Chicago Deep Dish.

Aquarius, January 20th–February 18th

When you’re camping out on ice for a week and cutting a hole in it to fish through, it’s time to admit you have a problem.

Pisces, February 19th–March 20th

“I’m going to make him an offer he can’t refuse. Three for two on all Maybelline products.”