Fuck the social order and the Child in whose name we’re collectively terrorized; fuck Annie; fuck the waif from Les Mis; fuck the poor, innocent kid on the Net; fuck Laws both with capital ls and small; fuck the whole network of Symbolic relations and the future that serves as its prop. (Edelman) Fuck the churches order, and the Child in the Creche in whose name we're collectively harrowed; Fuck the Christmas pageant; Fuck the waif from the Little Drummer Boy; Fuck the poor, innocent kid in the Altar guild; fuck canon laws, both with the capital ls and small; fuck the whole network of eccelsial relations and the fear of future that serves as its prop...