
WHAT’S the difference between God and Santa?
Atheists ask the question.
But to Old Mr Anorak’s mind the answer seems to be based on which of Santa and God can punish you more if you don’t believe:
Santa won’t give you a new scarf; God will send you to Hell for all eterntity.
On the other hand, if you really believe, Santa will bring you a diamond G-string worn by someone who should and God will bring you years of worry and self-loathing…
Choices…
Posted: 16th, December 2008 | In: Photojournalism, Strange But True Comments (9) | Follow the Comments on our RSS feed: RSS 2.0 | TrackBack | Permalink
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December 17th, 2008 at 5:23 pm
‘I have only one firm belief about the American political system, and that is this: God is a Republican and Santa Claus is a Democrat.
God is an elderly or, at any rate, middle-aged mate, a stern fellow, patriarchal rather than paternal and a great believer in rules and regulations. He holds men strictly accountable for their actions. He has little apparent concern for the material well-being of the disadvantaged. He is politically connected, socially powerful and holds the mortgage on literally everything in the world. God is difficult. God is unsentimental. It is very hard to get into God’s heavenly country club.
Santa Claus is another matter. He’s cute. He’s nonthreatening. He’s always cheerful. And he loves animals. He may know who’s been naughty and who’s been nice, but he never does anything about it. He gives everyone everything they want without thought of a quid pro quo. He works hard for charities, and he’s famously generous to the poor. Santa Claus is preferable to God in every way but one: There is no such thing as Santa Claus.”
P.J. O’Rourke, “Parliament of Whores”
December 16th, 2008 at 8:26 pm
…in fact the whole godhood bit doesn’t do much for family life at all; Hades had his mother-in-law threatening to destroy the world if the wife didn’t spend enough time with her…
December 16th, 2008 at 8:24 pm
I’ll go for Santa any day; it has to be a better career option than being nailed to a tree or dismembered by your brother…
December 16th, 2008 at 5:31 pm
rummy tum tums - too many mince pies?
December 16th, 2008 at 5:03 pm
You better not pout, I’m telling you why
It’s OK I’ll stop long before we get to ‘Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums’
December 16th, 2008 at 5:01 pm
You better not cry
December 16th, 2008 at 4:56 pm
Would god come once a year? Down your chimney? I don’t think so
December 16th, 2008 at 4:54 pm
would Mummy kiss god?
December 16th, 2008 at 4:52 pm
You’d better watch out