Why do we insist of the whole charade of Santa? Kids don't care less that there's a Santa, they only want the presents no matter who the hell gets em. We don't make up shit on the eve of their birthdays do we. Kids and adults are perfectly excited about birthdays without the invention of a persona. It boils down to an excuse to try control their actions in the weeks leading up to Christmas. Why do I celebrate this religious ceremony anyway. It doesn't matter to me what religious persuasion my country's laws are taken from. I have no worthy answer for why I get involved in it. 
It's just something which we all go along with. 
We send each other Christmas cards easier than we genuinely ask if people are well. 
Christmas cards are tomorrows litter and they are unsightly and pointless. 
But what if you didn't send them.....oh you would be thought of as a right bastard. 

I remember feeling let down and distrustful of adults when I learned the truth about Xmas. What pleasure had these so called grown ups got out of lying to me. Trusting others disappeared on that day. The feeling that up until then they had been giggling at me behind their hands for believing their stupid tale. 
Is the truth really worth covering up. 
Don't the parents get any credit. 
I do remember thinking " yeah Santa is getting me loads but what the hell are my parents getting me...nothing". 
Stupid season.