This week’s PET PEEVE MONDAY concerns the over the top, politically correct nature concerning Christmas and Santa Claus.
The U.S. Surgeon General came out this year and stated Santa Claus should slim down.
“It is really important that the people who kids look up to as role models are in good shape, eating well and getting exercise. It is absolutely critical,” acting U.S. Surgeon General Rear Adm. Steven K. Galson said in an interview after a presentation on obesity at the Boston Children’s Museum.
I would be surprised that anyone would have Santa Claus as a role model however he does only work one day a year.
I can’t wait till the BMI score comes out on the Easter Bunny. Made of Chocolate, really? What is the Easter Bunny’s score on the blood sugar meter?
Santa’s waistline is the most recent casualty in a war which has already taken away his pipe and his ability to scoop children up and sit them on his knee.
Some Santas are taught not to greet people with “Merry Christmas” in case it offends people of different faiths, according to Tim Connaghan, founder of the International University of Santa Claus. Which makes you wonder what you do with a degree from this school the other 11 months of the year. Not much call for old fat men unless
Wilfred Brimley dies.
Santas in Australia's largest city have been told not to use Father Christmas's traditional "ho ho ho" greeting because it may be offensive to women.
Sydney's Santa Clauses have instead been instructed to say "ha ha ha" instead, the Daily Telegraph reported.
One disgruntled Santa told the newspaper a recruitment firm warned him not to use "ho ho ho" because it could frighten children and was too close to "ho", a US slang term for prostitute. It makes you wonder what the Santa at Don Imus’ house says. Whatever he says, I’m sure Al Sharpton will request an apology.
Why can’t we leave the images about Santa Claus and Christmas alone. They should be immune from the PC forces that have already marginalized Columbus Day and Thanksgiving and created such farcical days as Earth Day and Cold Turkey Day.
I’ll never cave to people that now call their Christmas Trees, Holiday Trees.
This year we decided to forgo the traditional Christmas Tree.
Instead of cutting down a defenseless tree, fluffing the branches, stringing up the lights, putting on the ornaments, moving it a little to the left, a little to the right, etc. …., we decided to just stack and decorate the boxes from this year’s purchases (cookware, computers, printers, etc.)
We named it
THE CHRISTMAS BOX, not the HOLIDAY BOX.
“O’ Christmas Box, O’ Christmas Box…”
Each family member decorated his or her own box. Every box has its own character which reflects on their personality and their respective art skills (or lack there of.).
By not buying a tree, we save the environment. Now if I can only explain to my children on Christmas morning why they received “Carbon Offsets” instead of a Playstation. That will truly be the Christmas Miracle.
Below is a close-up up the Christmas Box and my youngest artist.
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