reply to post by mysterioustranger
1974 I think, i remember there was a president under fire for something....onto the conspiracy.
I get out of bed and what do i see?
A fat man dressed in red putting out presents, nope!
It was my Mom, no santa not even a dern red suit!
Crushed i was, lied to outright!
My Mom helped me write notes to santa in hopes of a sleigh ride and all!
Helped me bake cookies for him and generously use my Mom's favorite cup for his milk for said cookies!
Next morning my Mom explained to me there were alot of babies born this year at her work, she was an ObGyn nurse so i believed when she told me santa
was simply in a rush.
I was good with the OS pushed by the PTB.
I then explained to my friends at school that my Mom was one of Santa's kind of helpers.
The older kids laughed at me and said Santa was a myth.
I bravely defended Santa and his honor, dern near got in a fight with a 5th grader.
I think i would have won, but that is neither here nor there, the win would have been for hollow reasons under false pretents.
I came home and explained the days dealings to my Mom.
She then sat me down as I guess she figured she should come clean and save me from an unjust war.
She explained that Santa was a lie but a good lie as we get goodies and presents from said holiday.
Since then, nothing has been the same, i later put 2 and 2 together and realized if Jesus's bday was based on a lie, his death must be also.
The Rabbit died i guess you could say.