This article could very well be entitled SANTA VS JESUS \u200b\u200b'KID reading you will discover why. But what Occor re-affirm the cake lovers of god, the god father christmas, grinch of god, god's "spirit of Christmas," is that Jesus Christ is a historical event, as well as the Gospels tell us about it as well as demonstrated by the experience of faith. It is necessary to remember this Presence that is born for us, despite some tricksy business, despite many thinking of Dec. 25 it will spend only the panettone and the balances of hyper-mega super markets. E 'born, born and will continue to rise over the centuries the centuries. Meanwhile, we pray to Him to have mercy on us. Francesco Mario Agnoli
Santa Klaus ... had already made his first appearance in the United States to serve the marketing department of Coca-Cola, which in 1931 had commissioned such a Haddon Sundblom. This Swedish-American painter, inspired by the face and figure to a trucker friend of his had met that year in the best way the needs of the buyer even replace the traditional green dress with the old and harmless Santa Claus, one white and Red: the color of Coca-Cola.
I discover a website which operates in Austria Verein pro Christuskind ( http://www.pro-christkind.org/ ), that is a league or club that aims to return to the center of Christmas family holiday, the Child Jesus, expelling that bearded fat man dressed in red, on suspicion of being drunk his cheeks ruddy, who, usurping the name of Santa Klaus, and in Latin countries, Christmas (Santa Claus, Pere Noel and the like), has downgraded to a feast of gifts. The command of the operations in Austria, but the battlefield has the same boundaries and at the opulent West Europe, because it is also to maintain (or regain) our Christmas traditions (Möchten Wir unsere Tradition des Christkinds erhalten, ohne dabei zu andere Traditionen verdrangen, reads the manifesto of the association) and, in fact, the first operations took place in those countries where the Child Jesus entrusted the task of parents to bring small gifts to children in the Holy Night: Austria, Switzerland and Germany (in this 'Finally, a priest in Frankfurt, Eckard Bieger, which I assume related to the Austrian company, took example from the posters against Atomic Energy Agency and released a large number of stickers with the words This is a Santa-free zone). When I was born
Santa Klaus (consumer version of that St. Nicholas of Bari, which in some parts of Europe linked to this tradition, from the northern extreme south, on the night of December 6 of each year traveled the countryside, leaving some candy in your shoes or clogs in the good children) had already made his first appearance in the United States to serve the marketing department of Coca-Cola, which in 1931 had commissioned such a Haddon Sundblom. This Swedish-American painter, inspired by the face and figure to a trucker friend of his had met that year in the best way the needs of the buyer even replace the traditional green dress with the old and harmless Santa Claus, one white and Red: the color of Coca-Cola.
In fact, even if they are not exactly the same age as that of a bearded clone, however innocent American truck driver close enough. The fact remains that the small difference in age and geographical distances and cultural, at the time, with globalization just in its infancy, much more important and decisive today, have saved my Christmas night, while waiting for charges to find the gifts in the morning before the crib, the bulky presence of fat red-dress.
unfortunately I must confess my ignorance about the ancient traditions and authentic Bolognese about gifts (I can only suppose, inspired by the still existing and vibrant show that bears his name, and Bologna, where I was born, the benefactor of good children was, on the occasion of his anniversary, Dec. 13, the young martyr Lucy of Syracuse). In the hills of Romagna Borgatello my mother's children were dependent in every way for gifts from our local, rustic Epiphany, which in the first decade of the twentieth century, not yet included in the authority of the Fascist Party, hung in the chimney filled socks (usually sparingly) with chocolates and sweets or (in the city, these refinements were unknown country), for the less good, with pieces of coal, a kind of gray, but after the first disappointment almost always turned out to be edible and made up of sugar in disguise. My father was orphaned of both parents at a very early age, had probably never known the Christmas traditions of his Liguria. As a result, the world of Christmas which is acknowledged, as a result of his studies and periods spent in Germany, although Germany was catholic corrected with a preference for the crib instead of the evergreen Tannenbaum. The fact is that the gifts had to take me, as for the children of the pro Christuskind Verein, the Infant Jesus, adequately stocked by shops and bakeries, where they worked hundreds of blonde angels (I still, as the Italian cuisine in the sky, a booklet describing in verse and pictures, the laborious work of angels confectioners, published in 1933 in Monaco from 'editor Joseph Mueller).
Moreover, whatever the local tradition, I was not alone in being in this situation. Most of the children of my acquaintance who shared with me the privilege of receiving gifts not only for the Epiphany (this is now happening to all or almost, because the Epiphany home had now added or replaced while those in the PNF, which appeared in the flesh at the local House of the beam) but even on Christmas Eve, waiting for them by the Child Jesus
It 's true that morality would be against this mixture of sacred and profane and find something simplistic and even dangerous to attribute to Jesus, even a child, a role that is not its responsibility and that in fact does not play, as the recipients of his gifts do not need to find fabulous fresh from the mists of early childhood. However I am not aware that anyone has lost faith in order to have discovered that it was not baby Jesus to leave their gifts before the crib or under the tree and the playful lie (the lie if you want to define) still had the advantage of placing the sole protagonist in the middle of the Christmas party without replacing it or accompany it with false -smiling servant of Mammon, master rigorous and unique, that can not be served together with God
With this background and with the ancient hatred of consumerism in general and especially at Christmas my participation to the initiative of Austria can not be total.
and then withdraw them half of this clone of a truck driver, this pseudo-saint of advertising, which, after all, to better perform its tasks has begun advertising for some time to reproduce in a wide array of doubles, some of them women, endowed with the alluring form of papers and letters ..
The easiest way to get rid of it and hurried to shoot a gun straight to the heart, make a bonfire of his sled and sent free to the tundra of Lapland or Finland birch forest reindeer forced to serve.
Unfortunately, this procedure is sloppily made impossible by the fact that despite the efforts of Walt Disney Santa Claus does not have a heart. It is therefore necessary to choose methods are slower, but, hopefully, be equally effective. Pricked with a thousand small shocks, as, indeed, the stickers, which brings it to the call, through that his ridiculous red dress to literally thousands of small holes from which can flow instead of blood, gas or anything which inflate and they do fly around the heavens like a zeppelin advertising.
Above all, we should be careful not to be moved by the tears of children. Remember that these are innocent deceived, small consumers who, thanks to the dark double of St. Nicholas, are bred and fattened to form the future are not cattle to be sacrificed on the market, but the induced needs, superfluous needs, the extravagant desires and insatiable. that just satisfied playing multiplied to make the so-called spin machine of progress, whose motion to the final inevitable destruction is accelerated by the day thanks to drivers like crazy and incompetent white bearded Santa Claus. Möchten
Wir, dass auch unsere Kinder die Chance haben, kennen zu lernen unsere Traditionen, write the members of the Austrian Verein, and, in fact, the disappearance of Father Christmas will not remove the anxiety of waiting festive from their eyes, nor smile from their lips, but on the contrary, will make them calmer, more real, more able to withstand the ravages of time and life, because it will merge into a single, complete and true two-dimensional universe the hours kept separate and opposed, and, for the purposes of this expectation and that smile, the more modest gifts will, thanks small hands bearers of love and peace which comes symbolically, exactly the same value as the largest.
We who are lucky enough to have tried it have a duty (I have tried to fulfill it with my kids, now, in turn, fathers and mothers) to free the parents of the generations that have followed us from the chains and their children apparently golden dell'omino that, despite the good-natured smile, instead of the heart has a calculating machine and a cash position permanently in operation.
I discover a website which operates in Austria Verein pro Christuskind ( http://www.pro-christkind.org/ ), that is a league or club that aims to return to the center of Christmas family holiday, the Child Jesus, expelling that bearded fat man dressed in red, on suspicion of being drunk his cheeks ruddy, who, usurping the name of Santa Klaus, and in Latin countries, Christmas (Santa Claus, Pere Noel and the like), has downgraded to a feast of gifts. The command of the operations in Austria, but the battlefield has the same boundaries and at the opulent West Europe, because it is also to maintain (or regain) our Christmas traditions (Möchten Wir unsere Tradition des Christkinds erhalten, ohne dabei zu andere Traditionen verdrangen, reads the manifesto of the association) and, in fact, the first operations took place in those countries where the Child Jesus entrusted the task of parents to bring small gifts to children in the Holy Night: Austria, Switzerland and Germany (in this 'Finally, a priest in Frankfurt, Eckard Bieger, which I assume related to the Austrian company, took example from the posters against Atomic Energy Agency and released a large number of stickers with the words This is a Santa-free zone). When I was born
Santa Klaus (consumer version of that St. Nicholas of Bari, which in some parts of Europe linked to this tradition, from the northern extreme south, on the night of December 6 of each year traveled the countryside, leaving some candy in your shoes or clogs in the good children) had already made his first appearance in the United States to serve the marketing department of Coca-Cola, which in 1931 had commissioned such a Haddon Sundblom. This Swedish-American painter, inspired by the face and figure to a trucker friend of his had met that year in the best way the needs of the buyer even replace the traditional green dress with the old and harmless Santa Claus, one white and Red: the color of Coca-Cola.
In fact, even if they are not exactly the same age as that of a bearded clone, however innocent American truck driver close enough. The fact remains that the small difference in age and geographical distances and cultural, at the time, with globalization just in its infancy, much more important and decisive today, have saved my Christmas night, while waiting for charges to find the gifts in the morning before the crib, the bulky presence of fat red-dress.
unfortunately I must confess my ignorance about the ancient traditions and authentic Bolognese about gifts (I can only suppose, inspired by the still existing and vibrant show that bears his name, and Bologna, where I was born, the benefactor of good children was, on the occasion of his anniversary, Dec. 13, the young martyr Lucy of Syracuse). In the hills of Romagna Borgatello my mother's children were dependent in every way for gifts from our local, rustic Epiphany, which in the first decade of the twentieth century, not yet included in the authority of the Fascist Party, hung in the chimney filled socks (usually sparingly) with chocolates and sweets or (in the city, these refinements were unknown country), for the less good, with pieces of coal, a kind of gray, but after the first disappointment almost always turned out to be edible and made up of sugar in disguise. My father was orphaned of both parents at a very early age, had probably never known the Christmas traditions of his Liguria. As a result, the world of Christmas which is acknowledged, as a result of his studies and periods spent in Germany, although Germany was catholic corrected with a preference for the crib instead of the evergreen Tannenbaum. The fact is that the gifts had to take me, as for the children of the pro Christuskind Verein, the Infant Jesus, adequately stocked by shops and bakeries, where they worked hundreds of blonde angels (I still, as the Italian cuisine in the sky, a booklet describing in verse and pictures, the laborious work of angels confectioners, published in 1933 in Monaco from 'editor Joseph Mueller).
Moreover, whatever the local tradition, I was not alone in being in this situation. Most of the children of my acquaintance who shared with me the privilege of receiving gifts not only for the Epiphany (this is now happening to all or almost, because the Epiphany home had now added or replaced while those in the PNF, which appeared in the flesh at the local House of the beam) but even on Christmas Eve, waiting for them by the Child Jesus
It 's true that morality would be against this mixture of sacred and profane and find something simplistic and even dangerous to attribute to Jesus, even a child, a role that is not its responsibility and that in fact does not play, as the recipients of his gifts do not need to find fabulous fresh from the mists of early childhood. However I am not aware that anyone has lost faith in order to have discovered that it was not baby Jesus to leave their gifts before the crib or under the tree and the playful lie (the lie if you want to define) still had the advantage of placing the sole protagonist in the middle of the Christmas party without replacing it or accompany it with false -smiling servant of Mammon, master rigorous and unique, that can not be served together with God
With this background and with the ancient hatred of consumerism in general and especially at Christmas my participation to the initiative of Austria can not be total.
and then withdraw them half of this clone of a truck driver, this pseudo-saint of advertising, which, after all, to better perform its tasks has begun advertising for some time to reproduce in a wide array of doubles, some of them women, endowed with the alluring form of papers and letters ..
The easiest way to get rid of it and hurried to shoot a gun straight to the heart, make a bonfire of his sled and sent free to the tundra of Lapland or Finland birch forest reindeer forced to serve.
Unfortunately, this procedure is sloppily made impossible by the fact that despite the efforts of Walt Disney Santa Claus does not have a heart. It is therefore necessary to choose methods are slower, but, hopefully, be equally effective. Pricked with a thousand small shocks, as, indeed, the stickers, which brings it to the call, through that his ridiculous red dress to literally thousands of small holes from which can flow instead of blood, gas or anything which inflate and they do fly around the heavens like a zeppelin advertising.
Above all, we should be careful not to be moved by the tears of children. Remember that these are innocent deceived, small consumers who, thanks to the dark double of St. Nicholas, are bred and fattened to form the future are not cattle to be sacrificed on the market, but the induced needs, superfluous needs, the extravagant desires and insatiable. that just satisfied playing multiplied to make the so-called spin machine of progress, whose motion to the final inevitable destruction is accelerated by the day thanks to drivers like crazy and incompetent white bearded Santa Claus. Möchten
Wir, dass auch unsere Kinder die Chance haben, kennen zu lernen unsere Traditionen, write the members of the Austrian Verein, and, in fact, the disappearance of Father Christmas will not remove the anxiety of waiting festive from their eyes, nor smile from their lips, but on the contrary, will make them calmer, more real, more able to withstand the ravages of time and life, because it will merge into a single, complete and true two-dimensional universe the hours kept separate and opposed, and, for the purposes of this expectation and that smile, the more modest gifts will, thanks small hands bearers of love and peace which comes symbolically, exactly the same value as the largest.
We who are lucky enough to have tried it have a duty (I have tried to fulfill it with my kids, now, in turn, fathers and mothers) to free the parents of the generations that have followed us from the chains and their children apparently golden dell'omino that, despite the good-natured smile, instead of the heart has a calculating machine and a cash position permanently in operation.