Dear Father Christmas, Santa, St Nick, Father Time, etc,
The season of jollyness is nearly upon us and once again I am filled with horror. Did you ever mean for it to end up like this? No, I suppose you didn't because we humans have a way of twisting the truth of anything and making it fit our needs.
What happened to that gentle midwinter festival of light that all religions and belief systems held dear? It seems to have been replaced by this frenzy of consumerism, this fight for the latest gadget and a need to fill our larders with as much sugar as we can lay our hands on, but the question that is bugging a number of people lately is this...
What colour are you exactly?
That school in Brighton that has renounced your redness in favour of a more green greeness.
They are right in a way. In days of old, ( until those nice people at Coca cola got hold of you) you were always depicted with a coat of green and you were a lot slimmer. You represented the hope of spring and getting through the winter without starving to death.
I know this is no longer true for most of the nations who celebrate this twisted festival but the red one seems to induce a kind of madness, so don't you think it is time to rein in the reindeer and get back to what is important?
Call me a poopy old Pagan, but hasn't the era of the red coat run its course? With poverty still the main cause of death in our world, isn't it about time we started to think about what is on other people's plates and not just our own?
The global debate on the world climate has also started to make some people think HERE (and well done America for seeing sense at last!!) - so it seems that green may be the colour of the season after all.
What do you think, Santa?