Playboy After Hours

December, 1970

We hope that you'll accord Saint Nick a warm welcome when he slides down your central-air-conditioning duct on Christmas Eve. Most of you, we trust, acting in the proper spirit, will offer him a hot toddy, gratefully accept his largess and send him on his merry way. But we fear that the prevalence of pop psychoanalysis--especially in the form of encounter-group therapy--could give Santa a bad trip if he inadvertently dropped into the middle of such a session. This leads us to speculate on how so...