As we come upon another Christmas season, I thought I would revisit and update an old post.

Has anyone ever thought about the pure hell we put this Santa Clause guy through every year? I've run the math and it isn't pretty. So, the basic explanation of Christmas night is that Santa uses magic to be able to visit every house and deliver his stash of goodies.  I get that, it all appears to happen in one night from our standpoint, but, here is where I start to have some issues.   

If he is at each house for five minutes, and that is including travel time,  he would spend almost 1000 thousand years of his time to visit each kid across the globe.  And, don't give me that it is still magic that lets him do it faster, there have been to many sightings by parents and kids sneaking around at night that confirm he is in our real time at each individual house.  

So while we sleep through one night without a care in the world waiting to wake up to all kinds of presents, this poor man we call Santa has spent a millennia in his time dropping off gifts without a break, and then goes right back to work making more stuff when he gets home to the North Pole. Think of the mental stress on living a a thousand years in one night and having to do it over and over each year. We owe this guy some time off. No wonder there are so many movies about people having to take over for Santa because he can't do the job.  I would be faking injuries myself if I was him.