Today is December 25th, 2050; Christmas day. We have a tradition in our family coming together every year as a reminder of how much we have to be thankful for. We've struggled for so long. It's hard to imagine that times were so rough when you peer into the youthful eyes of these little children. Running around, laughing, playing; thankfully we've been able to build happy little lives for them. They know nothing of the past we've endured.
"Grandpa, what was it like when America fell from greatness?" One of my little ones ask. I reply: "Gather around children, everyone gather 'round. This is not an easy story to tell. But I'm going tell it in a way that relates to the season. "
Once upon a time there lived the biggest, ugliest, most disturbing, disgusting troll in all the land. One curious day, he dressed up like Santa Claus. Most of us knew he was a troll and that he was NOT Santa Claus. And everyone knew that he would blatantly lie to your face and would cheat people to get ahead, and only cares about making himself more bigly; but still, some powerful people thought that he could actually be Santa Claus. So they gave the troll a big sleigh and a bunch of reindeer and said: "Troll, you work for us now. We are going to cheat and steal from all the people, but you tell them your gonna give them presents for Christmas. Big fat juicy presents for them all. So the troll agreed, for he knew this plan would only make himself more bigly.
HO HO HO!!! We need to take away medicine from the old people to help pay for all the presents I'm bringing you.
HO HO HO!!! And we need to take money from children's schools to buy food for the reindeer that'll move these presents.
HO HO HO!!! And we need to burn all the beds of the homeless people to make room for all of the presents.
HO HO HO!!! No one knows presents like I know presents. Believe me folks! This will be the greatest Christmas ever, I guarantee it! HO HO HO!!!
So we were all stuck with this fake Santa Claus because the powerful people said that he was Santa Claus, and no one could challenge his Santa Clausness. For he had reindeer, he had a sleigh, he wore Santa's clothes, he said he was going to bring us presents; so the people accepted him as Santa Claus.
Finally, there came that quiet night. Not a roach in the house was stirring; and you could hear a feather wafting to the floor....... CRASH!!!!! The chimney was destroyed, bricks flew everywhere all over the yard. There was a yuge hole in the roof from the weight of the heavy sleigh and all the reindeer when they landed. It cost us thousands to fix it; but we had to accept it because Santa had come to give us all presents, and at least the family would be happy about that, right?... So the troll slithered down what was left of the chimney. And he ate all the food we would have eaten the next day. And he broke into the safe and stole the money saved for the children, and before he left he peed in the fish tank. But at the VERRRRRRY least, at the VERRRRRRRRRRY least, he left big beautiful colorful gift wrapped presents with bows and ribbons for everyone to enjoy. "Thank you Santa!!!!!" Everyone said.
HO HO HO!!!!! Now don't you open those presents till morning!!! HO HO HO!!!! And with that, the sleigh screeched off of our roof causing more damage, and flew away as fast as the laws of physics would allow. We were all happy, because Santa had brought us presents, and we were going to have a wonderful time in the morning. We could hardly wait.
At the crack of dawn we awoke and were all gitty as school girls. Yuge smiles on our faces, we frolicked down the stairs. Under the tree was the biggest most spectacular arrangement of presents anyone had ever seen. We all squealed with excitement. OK family, grab your presents!!! Everyone dove into the yuge collection of beautiful boxes under the tree. After all that we endured from the troll, it was like a Christmas miracle having all these presents. "Hey let's all open them at the same time guys! YEAH!!! We gleed in unison. Readyyyyyy.... OPEN!!!!!... And my goodness, what a surprise. The troll that was a fake Santa Claus, that we knew would lie to our faces, and steal from our children, and hurt our old people, and who only cared about making himself more bigly; left us boxes, upon boxes, upon boxes of reindeer poop. Endless amounts of reindeer poop. He had taken all the money from the land and bought presents for himself and the powerful people, and used the reindeer to move all their presents to a place no one would find them; and left us all holding boxes of reindeer poop. Everyone in the land... Boxes upon boxes... of reindeer poop...
We did what any wronged scrappy starving people could do at that time. We ate reindeer poop sandwiches, and reindeer poop soup. We ate reindeer poop brownies and reindeer poop pudding for desert. We drank reindeer poop soda and sipped reindeer poop tea. Our clothes were made out of reindeer poop, and we wore reindeer poop shoes. When it was cold, we burned reindeer poop; and when it was hot, we smeared reindeer poop all over our bodies to cool off. Many lived and went to the grave in poverty. Some of us survived after decades of suffering. From that season forward, the people of the land vowed NEVER to give another troll power again. But the damage had been done. All because we allowed a troll to play Santa.
And THAT is what it was like when America fell from greatness. MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!
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