Donald Trump's promise to end the war on Christmas, which he delivered earlier this year, was of a piece not so much with his other broken promises—to drain the swamp, to give everyone affordable health care—as with his more transparent lies, the claims about his “popular-vote victory” and the rest. “They don't use the word ‘Christmas' because it's not politically correct,” Trump said. “We're saying ‘Merry Christmas' again.” But, if there ever was a war on Christmas, Trump would seem the last man to end it—his only notable public stance on the holiday prior to the campaign being his proximity to the giant snowflake that hangs near Trump Tower, at Fifty-seventh Street and Fifth Avenue, and manages to kitschify the great corner where Bergdorf meets Tiffany.