An Atheist's Plea on Christmas: 'Go Enjoy Real Life'
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For those who aren't familiar with the story, in 1897 a young girl wrote a letter to the editor of the New York Sun.
"Dear Editor: I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, 'If you see it in The Sun it's so.' Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?" -- Virginia O'Hanlon
Virginia, your little friends are right. There is no Santa Claus. It's a story made up by your parents.
Your friends have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except when they see. And good for them. Skepticism is healthy. It keeps us from being duped by liars and scam artists and people who want to control and manipulate us. More importantly: Skepticism helps us understand reality. And reality is amazing. Reality is far more important, and far more interesting, than anything we could make up about it.
Your friends understand that there is plenty about the world which is not comprehensible by their little minds. They understand that all minds, whether they be adults' or children's, are little. They see that in this great universe of ours, humanity is a mere insect, an ant, in our intellect, as compared with the boundless world about us. But your friends also see that the only way we can gain a better understanding of this great universe is to question, and investigate, and not believe in myths simply because they're told to us by our parents and teachers and newspaper editorial writers.
Or maybe they don't. Maybe they simply understand that Santa Claus does not freaking exist.
No, Virginia, there is no Santa Claus. Love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. But Santa Claus does not exist. He is a story made up by your parents. You should be extremely suspicious of anyone who tells you otherwise.
And far more importantly: You should be extremely suspicious of anyone who tells you that you're a bad person for not believing things you have no good reason to think are true. You should be extremely suspicious of anyone who tells you that, in order to experience love and generosity and devotion, you have to believe in Santa Claus, or any other mythical being there's no good evidence for. You should be extremely suspicious of anyone who tells you that "childlike faith" -- i.e., believing things you have no good reason to think are true -- is somehow in the same category as poetry and romance. You should be extremely suspicious of anyone who tells you that the world would be dreary without Santa Claus: that without Santa Claus, the light of childhood would be extinguished, we would have no enjoyment except in sense and sight, and existence would be intolerable. That is one seriously messed-up idea.
Adults know that there is no Santa Claus. If they tell you otherwise, they are lying to you. That's okay: some parents tell their children that Santa Claus is real as a sort of game, and there's no evidence that this does any real harm. But if anyone keeps lying to you -- about Santa Claus, or anything else -- when you ask them a direct question and explicitly ask them to tell you the truth? That's a problem. And if anyone tries to make you feel ashamed, or inferior, or like your life will be dreary and intolerable, simply because you don't believe in this lie they're telling you... you should be extremely suspicious. They are trying to manipulate you. It is not okay.