For some, Christmas is the happiest time of the year, filled with festive sweaters, wholesome carols, and the mirth that comes from throwing balls of snow at cats. But, in recent years, it has also become deeply partisan.

In the minds of the Freedom Warriors over at Fox, it’s the hallowed ground to be defended at all costs against the monsters trying to force everyone to make gender-neutral gingerbread cookies. And for the dewy-eyed liberal commentariat it’s a time to wax nostalgic about the halcyon days when Bono and his friends used the power of a terrible (and terribly patronizing) Christmas song to end world hunger.

These culture wars have left the earth surrounding the holiday so salted, the fields so blasted and riven with craters, that there isn’t much ground for radicals to stake out — though some have mustered a valiant effort. The yuletide familial hearth certainly isn’t the most fertile terrain for left politics, but for those unwilling to go quietly into that apolitical night when someone suggests watching Love, Actually for the tenth year in a row, there is a more subtle response than demanding that everyone present read Lindy West’s classic take down (though, to be clear, that is also a perfectly acceptable response).