Santa Claus is real, dammit!
Here’s a question for those of you that have children: have you perpetuated the myth of Claus? Did you ever tell your kids that Santa Claus was real, and if they behaved he would bring them presents? I ask because of this article I just read in the Baltimore Sun asking parents to stop lying to their kids about the jolly fat bastard.
I’ve actually thought a lot about whether I would tell my own kids the Santa myth. The reason has nothing to do with the holiday spirit (anyone who knows me acknowledges the fact that I am unapologetically anti-Christmas); rather, I find it a unique opportunity to teach kids a valuable lesson: adults are full of shit.
Now the article in question finds it damaging to lie to kids, and that perpetuating such a lie will ultimately effect their self esteem. Parents should tell the truth, according to the author David Kyle Johnson (a professor at King’s College, a fairly religious institution), and that this kind of deception will ultimately damage their fragile minds. I would agree with him entirely if it wasn’t for the fact that he seems to be fine with teaching religion to kids, and I want to know what the fucking difference is.
Why is it bad to tell kids that Santa is real, but OK to tell them that if they don’t believe in Jesus they’ll be going to hell? If our criteria for telling the truth is based on objective reality (after all, can anyone actually disprove that Santa is real?), then how can you justify telling your children that a 2000 year old illiterate Jew was a God?
…if someone “just let” their kids believe that “Jack and the Beanstalk” is real, or that Mother Goose literally existed, wouldn’t you think that was morally wrong? Why is Santa any different?
Dude, why the fuck is Jesus any different?