A mole, two five-star generals and a Christmas carol

I inquired about “something to kill the moles that are tunneling up my yard.” He shook his head in a “Wish I could help you” way, checked online to see if there was a product he didn’t know about and then admitted: “We don’t have anything.” “Okay,” I said, wondering how we can send a man to the moon but we can’t keep a blind mole out of our front yards. Another sad soul was nearby and looked at me…