Dear Santa,
Wow, another year has come and gone and it's already time to write to you again. First off, Merry Christmas-oh wait, am I allowed to say that to you? It seems nowadays we can't say "Merry Christmas" anymore. Instead we need to keep it to the cold and insincere "Happy Holidays" so as not to offend anyone. God forbid we accidentally wish someone happiness. We have only the kindest intentions with the phrase, but apparently people who don't celebrate find it highly offensive. I think I'm in the clear here though, so Merry Christmas Santa. Ah, what a year it has been. More cops have been shot, more safe spaces have been made, but the saving grace is that in less than a month Obama will be out of the White House and a real leader will step in, thai goodness.
There isn't much I really need for Christmas this year. I have been so abundantly blessed with my health, happiness, family, and friends that all my true needs in life are taken care of. Thanks to my parents' incredible work ethic and the capitalistic system of this nation, my family is able to meet all of our physical needs. There are some things I would love for Christmas this year, though I am not sure if you alone are able to give them to me. You may need a little help from the Man Upstairs-oh wait, am I not allowed to mention him either, even during the holiday celebrating his Son's birth?
I would love some respect. Believe it or not, I'm a minority at my college. I am a spot of red in a great big sea of blue. I get overly excited when I find out a classmate is a fellow Republican, but this shouldn't be the case. I am often intimidated into keeping my opinions to my class in class for fear of the ridicule, mock, scorn, and downright disgust my classmates so often show toward other people with my beliefs. We sit and listen to theirs, offering no looks of disgust or nasty rebottles, but for some reason we can't seem to get the same. So if you could work that out somehow Santa, that would be great.
It would also be awesome to get a real job when I graduate. Ya know, one where I have to get up and work hard everyday. Where I need to constantly try my best, put in effort, and respect those with authority over me. I would love to have a career where I can be responsible for my own resources, where nothing is hand it to me. Things mean so much more when I work for them and know they are not just handed to me. Yes, I know, you just hand out gifts to children, but they have to be nice all year right, that requires some work.
Finally, I would love for the nation to support their president. It breaks my heart seeing people I know and celebrities I used to admire claiming that Donald Trump is "not their president." Hate to break it to you, but he is. Just like Obama has been mine for the last four years. You don't have to like Trump, you don't have to have a Trump flag on your flag pole (oooo one of these would be nice to get too), but you do need to respect the position of the president of the united States of America and honor the fact that we as a democratic nation voted him into that office. And if you really still don't like it, please for once follow through with your promises and move to Canada. I think Santa still delivers do Canada, don't you Big Guy?
So I guess most of my list may not fit under my tree, but that's okay, some new clothes and shoes wouldn't be so bad. Thank you Santa Claus, and God Bless America
Sincerely,
A Conservative at Christmastime
