Dear Santa,*
I don’t have your e-mail address, and you don’t seem to be
on any of the social networks, either. I’m hoping you read my blog because I
know how backlogged the post office gets this time of year (although it's been doing great, so far).
I’m writing to thank you for everything you do. Year after
year, you provide so much pleasure to our weary world. Just think of all the
children who talk about you incessantly during the month of December and all
the projects you inspire with crayons, stickers, needlepoint and computers.
Consider the songs, movies and plays about you—the poetry and secrets. You represent
hope for children of all ages and cause careworn adults everywhere to smile and
laugh. The world becomes a little gentler, a little softer because of you.
Lately I’ve been worrying about you, though, what with the talk of global warming. It sounds as though you may need to relocate your North Pole operations sometime in the near future. From what I understand, you’d dearly miss the spectacular aurora borealis—especially in these darkest months—but otherwise you might enjoy a warmer climate. After all, you and Mrs. Claus aren’t getting any younger. Imagine how much easier it would be to oversee all that activity if your joints didn’t ache so much and you could soak up some warmth and light from the sun when you sneak outside to puff on your pipe.
Come to think of it, I’m sure many states would offer you a
lot of perks (tax breaks, a golden parachute, etc.) for the privilege of having
your world renowned enterprise headquartered within their borders. You might
even be able to stop contributing to the elves’ pensions and get them set up in
401(k)s if you relocate to a business-friendlier place. I have to say—if a
401(k) is good enough for most of small-to-big corporate business to offer
their employees in lieu of pensions, it would be good enough for most of your
elves. You could always enact some kind of bonus for the go-getters.
And here’s another idea: Have you thought about going
public? After all, most of us already feel as though we are stakeholders—so why
not be shareholders? We all benefit from your success. I mean, what if you
didn’t show up with the requested gifts on Christmas Eve? A lot of us adults
wouldn’t know how to cope if your enterprise didn’t consistently deliver on its
promises. In fact, your customer service is outstanding!
Although they’re not strictly 'made in America,' at least the
toys built at the North Pole aren’t being built by underage, underpaid and
undervalued people in the likes of China or Bangladesh. Surely you pay your
elves something better than minimum wage! Did you know that a small town in
Washington—Seatac—has just raised its minimum wage to $15/hour? Of course, the
voter referendum is being challenged in court, but please pay attention to what’s
happening if you want to retain excellent workers.
I’m sorry, Santa, I’m rambling. I intended just to say
thanks, but I guess I got a bit carried away. Your annual visit represents
possibility to young and old alike. I have been your fan for seventy (at
least!) years and my commitment to your cause gets greater every year. You
inspire me. Merry Christmas!
Sallie
*Apologies if you notice redundancies from my Christmas-card letter written 2009.
*Apologies if you notice redundancies from my Christmas-card letter written 2009.
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