When Non-Christians talk about Christmas

I avoided parsing the Obama’s Christmas address until after Christmas because why subject you to that kind of pusillanimous poppycock before the holiday?

In fact, I considered just letting sleeping dogs lie. But then I read the Obamas’ Kwanzaa Statement and changed my mind.

Before jetting off to Hawaii last week, the Obama’s put on fancy holiday attire and recorded this Christmas message. It’s just chockablock with insincere bromides and laughable inanity.

Have a look:

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THE PRESIDENT: Merry Christmas, everybody! This is one of our favorite times of the year in the Obama household, filled with family and friends, warmth and good cheer. That’s even true when I spend all night chasing Bo and Sunny away from the cookies we leave for Santa.

Which, given the fact that Bo and Sunny probably do not fly with them to Hawaii, I’m guessing is bunkum. Though I am certain it is filled with warmth since they’re in the South Pacific.

It’s also my favorite weekly address of the year, because I’m joined by a special holiday guest star: Mrs. Obama.

A holiday guest star? What is this? A Bing Crosby Christmas?

THE FIRST LADY: Merry Christmas, everyone. Here at the White House, we’ve spent the past month helping everyone get into the holiday spirit.

But they beat feet the hell out of the White House before Christmas arrives. Because nothing says “Christmas” quite like golfing and enjoying the closed beaches of Hawaii on the taxpayer’s dime.

For the hundreds of White House staff and Secret Service who have to spend Christmas away from their families so the Obamas can spend Christmas in Hawaii, I’m guessing Michelle did a piss-poor job getting them in the “holiday spirit.”

THE FIRST LADY: Our theme this year is “A Timeless Tradition,” and the decorations in each room reflect some of our country’s most cherished pastimes – from saluting our troops and their families to helping children dream big dreams for their future.
 
And we’ve invited thousands of families here to the White House to enjoy the festivities – because there’s no holiday tradition more timeless than opening our doors to others.

Yeah. Those Obamas. They’re such givers.

THE PRESIDENT: Today, like millions of Americans and Christians around the world, our family celebrates the birth of Jesus and the values He lived in his own life. Treating one another with love and compassion. Caring for those on society’s margins: the sick and the hungry, the poor and the persecuted, the stranger in need of shelter – or simply an act of kindness.

This is the problem when non-Christians talk about Christmas. They always try to superimpose their own ideological slant on Jesus. For them, Jesus is a lump of Silly Putty that can be shaped and molded in any way they want.

What are the “values” Jesus lived in his own life? Could Obama even explain them Biblically?

Obama’s description of Jesus’ “values” make Him sound less like the Son of God who takes away the sins of the world and more like a walking/talking Inspiration-a-Day Calendar.

Christmas celebrates the birth of a Savior. The birth of Jesus is the fulfillment of prophesy — the fulfillment of God’s Covenant with Abraham. Sin separated us from God. But God would send a Savior to crush the head of the serpent and save God’s people from their sin. Jesus’ name, Y’shua (or Joshua) means to save.

18 Now the birth of Jesus Christ was as follows: when His mother Mary had been betrothed to Joseph, before they came together she was found to be with child by the Holy Spirit. 19 And Joseph her husband, being a righteous man and not wanting to disgrace her, planned to send her away secretly. 20 But when he had considered this, behold, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream, saying, “Joseph, son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary as your wife; for the Child who has been conceived in her is of the Holy Spirit. 21 She will bear a Son; and you shall call His name Jesus, for He will save His people from their sins.” [Matthew 1:18-21]

This is what Christmas is about. Not “Jesus’ values,” but God’s promise of salvation.

Obama prattled on:

PRESIDENT OBAMA: That’s the spirit that binds us together – not just as Christians, but as Americans of all faiths. It’s what the holidays are about: coming together as one American family to celebrate our blessings and the values we hold dear.

Now, note that phrase, “that’s the spirit that binds us together.”

In his statement on Kwanzaa from yesterday, Obama said this:

Kwanzaa’s seven principles – unity, self-determination, collective work and responsibility, cooperative economics, purpose, creativity and faith – are also shared values that bind us as Americans.

Leave aside for the moment that Kwanzaa was a made-up “African holiday” cobbled together in 1966 by Ron Everett (AKA Maulana Karenga) the founder of United Slaves (a violent Black Nationalist, Marxist movement).

For Obama, there is no difference between Christmas and Kwanzaa. They are both “values that bind us as Americans.”

That’s pretty telling, don’t you think?

Kwanzaa is pro-Marxist, collectivist twaddle, yet Obama elevates it on a par with the coming of a Savior.

It really is mind-boggling.

Any old how. Back to the bromide-filled Christmas message:

PRESIDENT OBAMA: During this season, we also honor all who defend those values in our country’s uniform. Every day, the brave men and women of our military serve to keep us safe – and so do their families.

Too bad Obama doesn’t honor those who defend our nation every day of the year.

THE FIRST LADY: So as we sing carols and open presents, as we win snowball fights…

Ah, yes. Merry memories of snowball fights on the beaches of Hawaii.

THE PRESIDENT: Or lose snowball fights…

Perhaps he should modify the Snowball Fight Rules of Engagement. Then he wouldn’t lose so much.

THE FIRST LADY: Let’s also take time to pay tribute to those who have given our country so much. Go to JoiningForces.gov to see how you can serve the troops, veterans, and military families in your community.
 
And together, we can show them just how grateful we are for their sacrifice. That’s a tradition we all can embrace – today and every day.

Of course when the Obamas use the word “we,” they never include themselves. Much like Obamacare, they exempt themselves from these “we” statements.

THE PRESIDENT: So on behalf of Malia, Sasha, Bo, Sunny, and everyone here at the White House – Merry Christmas. May God bless our troops and their families. And may God bless you all with peace and joy in the year ahead.

Now for a pallet-cleanser.

How about a real President’s Christmas message. Here is an excerpt from Ronald Reagan’s 1981 Christmas message:
 

 

Good evening.
 
At Christmas time, every home takes on a special beauty, a special warmth, and that’s certainly true of the White House, where so many famous Americans have spent their Christmases over the years. This fine old home, the people’s house, has seen so much, been so much a part of all our lives and history.
 
G. K. Chesterton once said that the world would never starve for wonders, but only for the want of wonder.
 
At this special time of year, we all renew our sense of wonder in recalling the story of the first Christmas in Bethlehem, nearly 2,000 year ago.
 
Some celebrate Christmas as the birthday of a great and good philosopher and teacher. Others of us believe in the divinity of the child born in Bethlehem, that he was and is the promised Prince of Peace. Yes, we’ve questioned why he who could perform miracles chose to come among us as a helpless babe, but maybe that was his first miracle, his first great lesson that we should learn to care for one another.
 
Tonight, in millions of American homes, the glow of the Christmas tree is a reflection of the love Jesus taught us. Like the shepherds and wise men of that first Christmas, we Americans have always tried to follow a higher light, a star, if you will. At lonely campfire vigils along the frontier, in the darkest days of the Great Depression, through war and peace, the twin beacons of faith and freedom have brightened the American sky. At times our footsteps may have faltered, but trusting in God’s help, we’ve never lost our way.
 
Just across the way from the White House stand the two great emblems of the holiday season: a Menorah, symbolizing the Jewish festival of Hanukkah, and the National Christmas Tree, a beautiful towering blue spruce from Pennsylvania. Like the National Christmas Tree, our country is a living, growing thing planted in rich American soil. Only our devoted care can bring it to full flower. So, let this holiday season be for us a time of rededication.
 
Christmas means so much because of one special child. But Christmas also reminds us that all children are special, that they are gifts from God, gifts beyond price that mean more than any presents money can buy. In their love and laughter, in our hopes for their future lies the true meaning of Christmas.
 
So, in a spirit of gratitude for what we’ve been able to achieve together over the past year and looking forward to all that we hope to achieve together in the years ahead, Nancy and I want to wish you all the best of holiday seasons. As Charles Dickens, whom I quoted a few moments ago, said so well in “A Christmas Carol,” “God bless us, every one.”
 
Good night.

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2 thoughts on “When Non-Christians talk about Christmas

  • December 27, 2015 at 12:23 pm
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    I do not believe anything this retchid satanic beast has to say. Nor do I believe anything that it’s mate, another lying sack of putrid camel crap, named Barry says either. Please someone charter the SS Minnow, STAT.

  • December 27, 2015 at 6:34 pm
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    It Happened on Fifth Avenue is one of my favorite movies to watch at Christmas time. You would think from his invite of thousands to the White House and the fact that he’s away in Hawaii that perhaps Obama has made the sequel: It Happened on Pennsylvania Avenue …. nah!

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