Is Santa Claus Really a Farmer?
As I write this, Christmas is rapidly approaching, and the mystery about the fat man in the red suit continues to intensify. Questions abound about this man who comes to your place at night and enters your home without even the benefit of a key.
Who is he? Where does he really live?
Is there a Mrs. Claus and was she attracted to his cheeks so rosy or his nose like a cherry? What does he do during the off-season?
And the greatest question of all: How does he eat all of those burnt cookies, drink hot milk and still be able to travel without the benefit of Nexium?
Santy Claus has always held a special spot in my childish thoughts due to the fact that he is so mysterious. Let’s face it, all of us have been taken aback by his ability to do what he does and not hold down a regular job.
He wears fur, owns flying deer and spends time with a bunch of little guys who have pointy ears. If that is not mysterious and somewhat on the strange side, well then I will just have to believe that Elvis is still alive and cooking banana and peanut butter sandwiches up north.
I have been doing somewhat of a study on Mr. Claus, and I have come to the conclusion that he is a farmer during his time off from flying around the world giving out toys. He has the same MO – that is investigation talk for Method of Operation – as a farmer. And when you really think about it, he does wear boots somewhat like a farmer.
Just like a farmer, he works all year on a commodity, and at the end of the year he gives it all away and starts all over again for next year. His job and final delivery depend greatly on the weather, and he has to keep his livestock in good shape to see him through the year and get the job done.
Also like a farmer, Santy Claus is a favorite with children. Kids love animals, and both Santy and farmers have the market cornered on providing lovable and cuddly animals. I have never seen a child who didn’t enjoy a trip to the barn or a visit to the farm. And both Mr. Claus and Mr. Farmer have a good rapport with the small ones; they’ll usually stop whatever they are doing to honor a child’s request.
Both individuals spend a lot of late nights out with their livestock. Santy takes his out for flight training, but a farmer is usually feeding, nursing them back to health, delivering a calf or getting a few head of cows back in the lot after someone runs through his fence in the middle of the night.
Farmers and Santy both work late hours, enjoy good food, frequent the malls annually, and have the public perception that they can perform miracles with little or no return.
Yep. Santy and farmers are one and the same. They work hard, are appreciated annually, love the colors red and green (farmers especially like farm equipment in these colors), and have the ability to ho – or is it hoe? – during tough times.
Thanks, Santy and Tennessee farmers for making our holidays bright. I don’t know what we would do without you.