Joseph Farah, owner of the Worldnetdaily, routinely writes some of the dumbest columns in existence, but his column on the “war on Christmas” might be the dumbest one yet. It’s just one little nugget of stupid after the other, almost impressive in its sheer idiocy.
When I was a kid, Christmas was just about the biggest deal in the whole wide world.
As Jean Shepherd, the late screenwriter of “A Christmas Story,” would say, the entire annual calendar of kid-dom revolved around this holiday.
We’d start thinking about it in September. By Thanksgiving, there was a feeling of imminent inevitability. Hysteria began to set in by Dec. 1.
We didn’t just celebrate Christmas. Christmas Eve was nearly as big a deal. And we began a countdown in our household many days before that. Today, for instance, would be the eve of Christmas Eve. Yesterday was the eve of the eve of Christmas Eve, and so on.
With all the attacks on Christmas in recent years, I wonder how much of the fun and delight of Christmas has been robbed from our kids.
Kids get excited about Christmas because they get presents. Is the “war on Christmas” preventing kids from getting presents? No? Then you’re full of shit.
But, of course, the attacks are not really directed at Christmas, at all. Christmas is only a target of the secular jihadists of the American Civil Liberties Union and their co-conspirators at Americans United For Separation of Church and State; their ultimate goal is destroying what Christmas represents.
They remind me of the terrorists in the Middle East who say they want a state of their own, but what they really want is to destroy another state. Since they haven’t been able to achieve their goal in an all-out assault, they settle for getting there piece by piece.
We need an equivalent to Godwin’s law for comparing things to terrorists rather than Nazis. I dub thee Farah’s law.
And we should expect this. It’s just what Jesus told us to expect:
“Remember the word that I said unto you, The servant is not greater than his lord. If they have persecuted me, they will also persecute you. …” – John 15:20
A talk-show host asked me once if I “feared” this persecution. I tried to explain that I don’t fear it, I welcome it. Because unless we pay a price for our belief in Jesus, our faith has not really been tested – we’re not really following in His footsteps.
Think about this: Jesus came to Earth as a little, helpless baby.
Yeah, Joe. We all do. Some of us manage to grow out of it though.
He knew that even His very birth would result in worldly authorities attempting to hunt him down and slay Him in an effort to prevent Him from doing what He came to Earth to do – preach the gospel, go to the cross to atone for the sins of mankind and be resurrected.
This is actually one of the most ridiculous claims in the Bible, so ridiculous that only one of the gospel writers (whoever wrote the book of Matthew, and it certainly wasn’t Matthew) bothered to mention it. There is not a single shred of evidence that Herod ever did any such thing, of course, and you’d think that at least one Jewish or Roman historian might have noticed the wholesale slaughter of babies in the region. If someone found an anonymous letter 300 years from now claiming that President Obama had ordered the murder of every male child born in the United States in 2014 but there was no mention of it in a single newspaper, magazine or internet news site, who would actually believe it? I mean, other than Farah?
What his detractors don’t get is that the battle is over. The war is already won. It is finished.
You can invent new holidays to try to marginalize Christmas. You can change the words of “Silent Night.” You can tell little kids they can’t say “Merry Christmas” in school. You can do all kinds of things to try to get mankind to forget about Jesus.
But all it gets you, ultimately, is more company in hell.
Wow. I’ve never heard that one before.
Another reporter asked me who was winning the battle over Christmas.
The battle was won a long time ago, about 2,014 years ago, when a little baby was born in Bethlehem, a God-man who would become the Savior of the world.
Then maybe you should shut the fuck up about it.