Get the Ricochet app
Ricochet will work fine in a browser on your mobile devices, but for the best experience please download our app.

3 Whisky Happy Hour
The Ricochet Podcast
GLoP Culture
Beyond the Polls with Henry Olsen
Chicks on The Right
Parsing Immigration Policy
Federalist Radio Hour
What the Hell Is Going On
Freedom to Learn
Daily Signal
The Erick Erickson Show
3 Martini Lunch
The Learning Curve
The Conservative Woman’s Guide
Heritage Explains
Not Dead Yet
Giving Ventures
Who Funds that?
The Radio Free Hillsdale Hour
The Glenn Show
Call Me Back - with Dan Senor
Hillsdale Dialogues
Law Talk with Epstein, Yoo & Cooke
The Libertarian
The Report Card with Nat Malkus
The Kevin Roberts Show with Larry O’Connor
The American Idea
Madison’s Notes
Conservative Crossroads with Henry Olsen
Mom Wars
The Back of the Book
Gray Matters
Martini Shot
The Dave Carter Show
The Powerline Show
In Dissent
Heard at Heritage
Smart Girl Politics
James Lileks’ The Diner
Case in Point: The Legal Show on the Hottest Legal Cases in Politics and Culture
JobMakers
One on One with Robert Doar
Homeschooling Journeys with Curious MikeRicochet will work fine in a browser on your mobile devices, but for the best experience please download our app.
Tired of the toxicity of social media? Why not join Ricochet for just $5/month? Think of it as an online bar. Come in, have a drink, hang out, say whatever you want. But don’t badger, bully, or berate the other drinkers. That's our only rule.
As I've mentioned before, I work as a hospice chaplain. Lately, I've been wearing a Santa hat to work.
Yesterday, I was walking through a hospital lobby and a little girl said to her mother, "Look! It's Santa!"
I turned, said "Merry Christmas!" and kept walking.
The girl said to her mother, "He said, 'Merry Christmas!'"
To be honest, that's why I started growing a beard this fall. I wanted a Santa beard. When I walk through nursing facilities, patients often say, "Hey, it's Santa!" and laugh because they've made a good joke.
They have, too. I am so far from that mythical, marvelous symbol of hope and generosity, but I don't mind being mistaken for him, even for a moment.
So, who would you like to be mistaken for? There are always opportunities to reach out with kindness that will make people think, "Did I just see G-d at work?"
I plan to shave off my beard on New Year's Day, but I hope my actions in 2026 might still be mistaken for Someone Else's. What if, in the new year, instead of seeing me, people see Christ in me? What could be better?
Who would you like to be mistaken for?
This post was promoted to the Main Feed at the recommendation of Ricochet's members.
Discussion (19)
To read this bio, please join Ricochet.
I've been wearing a Santa hat for over 20 years. I start the day after Thanksgiving and put back in the closet Dec 31 or so. The kids who are out shopping with their Moms like it...and sometimes their Moms do too! It is usually good for some smiles and a few Merry Christmases. No beard so I just say I am one of Santa's helpers -that I keep the naughty and nice list. I have 5 or 6 hats because they wear out or get dirty and replace as needed the week after Christmas when they are on sale! Keep it up, it's fun and the hats are pretty warm for a 3 dollar hat!
STAFF • CHARTER MEMBER
To read this bio, please join Ricochet.
"Johnny, naughty.
"Gary, nice.
"Veronica, very nice."
In your dreams, sleigh boy.
CHARTER MEMBER
To read this bio, please join Ricochet.
Lovely post. It reminded me of a time, maybe 30 years ago, when the late Mr. She and I were out Christmas shopping. He was wearing a fuzzy hat, some sort of faux-fur, with ear flaps which could be folded up and the straps tied above, or let down and the straps tied under his chin. (I didn't like it much, and--as we had two indistinguishable long-haired tabby rescue cats, known as the "Yeepers" at the time--I always referred to it as his "Chinese Yeeper Hat.") Anyway, there we were, in the mall, and a young mother and her toddler came up to us. The little girl stopped, looked up in amazement at all 6'3"+ of him, and said, "Mommy, that man looks like a doggie!"
In my youth, during our long annual summers on Prince Edward Island, I was so often mistaken for Gracie Finley, the star of the Anne of Green Gables musical that played every year in Charlottetown, that I'm sure I must feature in thousands of tourist memories and photo albums (fewer and fewer each year as time passes, though). That's what long red hair and braids will do for you.
At this point in my life, it would be enough just to be mistaken for someone who's always done her best.
MODERATOR • CHARTER MEMBER
To read this bio, please join Ricochet.
At the wedding of @VicrylContessa and @1967mustangman, I was mistaken for the groom. By another Ricochet member who had met me before! It's kind of funny, because a year or more earlier, I had joked that after Vicryl met me, she set out to find a bearded man who owned a Ford Mustang who wasn't already married. Also at that wedding, someone assumed I was @1967mustangman's brother.
To read this bio, please join Ricochet.
If I'm mistaken for anyone, it's usually Jabba the Hutt.
You're seeing five of 19 comments. Sign in, or join for just $5 per month, to read them all and add your own.