Gabriel Garnica
Yes, America, there is a Santa Claus!
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By Gabriel Garnica
December 15, 2008

Dear Sir — I am 232 years old. Some of my citizens say that there is no Santa Claus. Most American voters apparently think that if you see it in the news, it must to true. Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus?

America, those citizens you mention are wrong. They are the products of a skeptical world. They only believe what they see with their reason. They think that nothing can be which is not understandable to their little minds. All minds, America, whether they be that of adults or children, are little. In this great universe of ours we are mere insects in our ability to understand what is possible to understand.

Yes, America, there is a Santa Claus. He must exist for how can we deny that an overweight, jolly old man can fly across the sky carrying enough gifts for every child on earth on a sleigh driven by a bunch of reindeer when we seem all too willing to believe just about everything else? How dreary life would be without believing in Santa Claus! Without such a belief we would then have to question whether a man with virtually no major executive experience could call himself qualified to perform the most important job on earth.

Yes, America, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as surely as the belief that such a man mentioned above could rise from the most corrupt state American politics has ever seen, associate with the most unseemly characters you have ever witnessed, yet somehow manage to not get a spot of dirt on his shirt through the process.

Yes, America, there is a Santa Claus. He must exist, for how can we believe that a man could rise from a pool of ink without nary an ink stain on his fine, GQ charisma? How can we believe that he could know so many sordid folks associated with even more sordid folks and yet be oblivious to anything sordid those folks have ever done?

Not believe in Santa Claus? We might as well not believe in our mainstream media. After all, do they not faithfully tell us everything that is true without spinning or concealing anything to suit their fine, unbiased political agenda? Have they not helped us know everything there is to know about all candidates running for office, regardless of their political affiliation?

No, America, some of you may choose not to believe in Santa Claus, and I pity you. I pity you because there are so many more absurd, surreal and ridiculous fantasies that we are told to believe, that we willingly believe, that many of us vote believing, that believing in Santa Claus seems but a minor suspension of logic in comparison.

If we can believe half the things we have been told and ignore half the things we should know about the man many of us have just elected leader, then all of us should and can believe in Santa Claus.

Sadly, many of us are more willing to believe that a smiling novice can swim in mud and rise from that mud with the cleanest outfit ever seen, than to believe that there is a God.

Believe that a man we have been told is noble can rise from ignoble associations, that we can do.

Believe that this man has nothing to hide when he even hides his original birth certificate, that we can do.

Believe that he tells the truth when he lies about leaving surviving abortion babies to die, that we can do.

Believe that he does not have an ounce of corruption when it seems half the people he has associated with are corrupt or worse, that we can do.

Believe that he will be about mending partisan fences when the only thing he has ever done is ignore the other side, that we can do.

It seems we are willing to believe just about everything about this man, certainly everything his pet media tell us. If we can believe in all this rubbish, then certainly we can believe in God or, at least, in Santa Claus.

No Santa Claus? Thank God, he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, no, ten thousand years from now, he will continue to warm children's hearts, whether or not we have, by then, stopped believing anything the mainstream media tells us.

Yes, America, there must be a Santa Claus, and we must believe in him for many of us are already too willing and eager to believe in things much more ridiculous, absurd and surreal than Santa Claus will ever be. If we can believe that God is a curse which must not be spoken, if we can believe that Christ's own birthday has nothing to do with Christ, and if we can believe that America is better off walking away from the God that helped make it great, then believing in Santa Claus is easy.

Fortunately, many Americans easily believe in fables, as judged by the last election. A nation once built on strong values, hard work, love of country and loyalty to God now believes that Barack Obama is the answer, anything Bill Maher says means anything, and Rosie O'Donnell will eventually host a show that works.

America, the next time someone doubts the existence of Santa Claus, just point to the recent election and ask them if there is anything this country will not believe if it is sold in the right package by the right con artists pretending to be journalists. If this nation can believe that a man can swim in ink and remain spotless, then it can believe that a few reindeer can carry tons of toys and a fat man around the world in a few hours.



Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the scepticism of a sceptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.

Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no child-like faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus,
but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.

You tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.

No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.


Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!


© Gabriel Garnica

 

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