In recent days, many of my friends and loved ones have spoken fondly of the Snuggie, a blanket with sleeves. In some ways, it reminds me of a cape, only it is fleece. As with many products sold on television, it offers a solution to a problem most of us never knew we had:
"Blankets are OK but they can slip and slide, plus your hands are trapped inside." Like many, I imagine, my hands have longed to be free of the stifling confines of my blankets.
Nonetheless, despite the promise of phalangel freedom, I approach the Snuggie phenomenon with a touch of caution. For centuries the now-periphery Druid religion has sought to regain adherents through the promise of flowing robes. A few of those lured in by these promotional efforts are depicted below:
But, as these neo-Druids have likely discovered, the promised robes, while fashionable in a sort of earthy-goth way, lack the warmth necessary for a long night of Earth worship. They are not offered in a range of colors, nor do they look particularly comfortable for lounging on a couch.
Hence cometh the Snuggie, shown here:
As can be seen the Snuggie promises both warmth, comfort, and a modicum of priestly grandeur. Plus it looks great with, or on, leather.
From behind, the same individual, seen walking through a field in his Snuggie, looks ready for a service at Stonehenge:
Given market conditions, I would not want to speculate on what, if any, effect the Snuggie will have on the growth of Druidism.