Pardon My Values, but Merry Christmas to All
If some calamity punches holes in our records and books, and leaves in its wake only fragments, have you ever wondered what archeologists several centuries down the road will deduce about this holiday we call Christmas? I predict they will speak with certainty of a civilization that worshiped flying reindeer, bemoaned Grandma getting run over by them, and fretted about one with a red nose beset by sibling rivalry issues.
With professorial pomposity, they will prattle on about our elves, snowmen, bells, trees, toys, gingerbread and eggnog. And they won’t have the foggiest notion about what put the whole holiday in motion in the first place.
Not that there’s anything wrong with elves, snowmen and bells. But isn’t it time to recognize one overwhelming fact? The pseudo-serious buzz we hear each year about recapturing the “true meaning of Christmas” originates among the same demographic category that helps block it from happening: Christians themselves.
Eighty-two percent of us are Christians in this nation, but we’re wimps. Too many of us have stopped saying Merry Christmas. My Jewish friends will say it to me. But Christians offer up PC drivel about Happy Holidays. Happy Holidays? Humbug. Happy’s for January through November; December is for Merry. As in Merry Christmas.
If my Jewish friends are comfortable wishing me a Merry Christmas, but my fellow Christians aren’t, there’s something wrong in Christendom.
All of which reminds me of something Ted Koppel did on ABC’s “Nightline” 22 years ago. He signed off his Christmas Eve program this way:
“Those of us who work at this profession of journalism are rarely at such a loss for words as when someone asks us to define the nature of news. Usually we mumble something about the importance of an event -- or its relevance or timeliness; hoping all the while that no one will ask “important or relevant to whom?” As for timeliness, all that means, of course, is that something happened recently. Well, the event that Christians around the world celebrate this evening and tomorrow did not, of course, happen recently. It was relevant (at the time) to only the tiniest handful of people; and as for its importance, I think most of us in the news business would have to concede that, had we been there nineteen hundred and eighty-two years ago in Bethlehem, we would probably have overlooked the event. Which says something about what’s news -- and what’s important. From all of us at ‘Nightline,’ Merry Christmas.”
If the Jewish anchor of “Nightline” can wish his audience Merry Christmas, why can’t Christians? If I say Merry Christmas to someone who gets offended because he thinks I’m “pushing my values,” isn’t that evidence that he has a very weak value structure?
Imagine the reverse situation. If someone wished me a Happy Hanukkah or Happy Kwanzaa, would I be offended? Absolutely not. I would take it as a compliment on my openness.
As always, what was news and what was important were in stark contrast this year. We had plenty of news, but lost track of what’s important.
It was a year of the most hateful political campaigns that I have seen in 36 years as a political pollster. The diatribes of 2004 ridiculed, demeaned and trivialized religious belief and attacked those who defer to a higher power, as opposed to those who believe that human intellect is the highest hope for mankind.
And yet, despite these attacks on their beliefs, too many Christians hesitate to express a simple greeting rooted in the second-most important event in Christian history -- one that carries with it the promise of peace on Earth and goodwill toward all. Isn’t it time to take a stand?
Merry Christmas, everyone.