In the antipodes it is the shortest day: June 21. Many people celebrate their “Mid-Winter Christmas” with a dinner with friends and a few Christmas decorations. No presents of course. No Santa Claus. No snow. Just mud and a decent fire perhaps.
Virginia was disappointed. She wrote to the paper:
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?
The editor’s answer echoed down the corridors of modernity. It was destined to become a classic:
Your little friends are right.
Don’t they teach you science in school anymore?
Santa is a load of garbage.