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Its that time of year – Christmas, Hanukkah (when dates coincide), Winter Solstice, The Festive Season, Xmas, Summer Holidays, The Silly Season. Love it, hate it, or endure it, its here again.

Having grown up in the Christian tradition, I think of it mainly as Christmas, commemorating the birth of Jesus Christ. Having grown up in a pseudo-British, pseudo-colonial, largely pre-American-TV tradition, my childhood Christmas memories are not nearly as glitzy and flash as modern Christmases. My memories revolve around things like gift-free advent calendars – just a Christmasy picture and the count-down to Christmas – that somehow still built massive amounts of Christmas anticipation.

My childhood Christmas trees were small and quite sparsely decorated; the lounge was hung with strings of Christmas cards from friends and family all over the country, and even the world. Then there were the twelve days of Christmas with constantly refilled bowls of sweets and nuts, shopping for presents (wondering if I'd get what I'd asked for), and wandering, neighbourhood groups of carollers. Christmas morning was of course a very, very early start so that presents could be opened before going to church – my brother and I were allowed to take one
small, silent one with us.

Christmas lunch, in spite of summer temperatures in the high 20s or early 30s, was generally hot and heavy, roasted and baked, and we loved it. I have fond memories of tucking into first, second, and sometimes even third helpings of the roasts-of-the-year with stuffing, roast potatoes, veg, and gravy. (You'll just have to imagine the paper party-hats, and crackers stuffed with bad jokes and wonderful, cheap trinkets) Somehow we still found space for traditional steamed Christmas pudding with hot custard and a small-denomination coin buried in its depths, to be found by one lucky family member. (Somehow my mother always ensured it was my brother or me) This was of course followed by the inevitable postprandial torpor lasting the rest of the day until a “light” (in the context of lunch) supper of cold, leftover meat sandwiches and possibly cold Christmas pudding. In later years, my mother rather daringly, in light of her upbringing, switched to cold Christmas lunches. While this meant less work for her on the day, it did not in any way lessen either the varied bounty of food presented, or our over-enthusiastic enjoyment of it.

My most deeply embedded Christmas traditions are all built around relatively low-key, loving, intimate family gatherings smothered in very good food – and of course, presents.

Whatever your Festive Season background and traditions, chances are better than good that gift giving is somewhere very close to their centre. In the Christian tradition, the wise men from the East brought gifts to the infant Jesus. Saint Nicholas, a very generous early-church bishop, and one of the precursors of the modern Santa Claus, provides a further basis for gift giving within the Christian tradition. Nearly all of the other so-called heathen traditions that have been incorporated into our modern Christmas tradition, all included gift giving for one reason or another, and from one
source or another.

During the late 19th and early 20th centuries, Father Christmas (Santa Claus) and many other of our modern Christmas traditions began to take shape due largely to poems such as “The Night Before Christmas” (originally “A Visit From St. Nicholas”), by Clement Clark Moore, a number of popular children's novels, Thomas Nast's seasonal cartoons in Harper's Weekly magazine, and Coca Cola's Christmas advertising campaigns during the 1930s. It was by means of these and many other similar creative efforts of this period, that we now know beyond doubt that Santa is a large, kind & generous, magically immortal man who lives at the North Pole with his elves. We also know that he delivers gifts to good children on Christmas Eve by means of a flying sleigh, pulled by nine magical reindeer, named Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, and Rudolf.

It seems that the first person to make commercial use of Santa, was James Edgar, in his department store in Brockton, Massachusetts, in 1890. Edgar was well-known as a progressive and successful businessman. His store was the first in the city to have electric lights and cash registers, and he made his store one of the first to offer a lay-away plan, an early form of credit. In 1906, he built the James Edgar Building. Interestingly, it was Edgar himself, this high-powered businessman, who dressed up as Santa, attracting children and their parents from hundreds of miles away. He continued to dress up as Santa at Christmas-time until his death many years later. However, he did not stop at commercialising Santa, he was also famous for his gift giving, which included paying for medical care for those in need, and creating jobs, especially for young, inexperienced work-seekers. Probably the most famous in-store “Santa's Grotto” is the one at Macy's department store in New York, which has been in existence since the early 1950s.

These days of course, there is hardly a department store, shopping district, or mall that does not have at least one Father Christmas. Fortunately, most young children seem to easily accept the “fact” that these are “Assistant Santas” who help out during the real Santa's busiest time of year.

Well, here we are in the early twenty-first century in the capitalist West. Christmas marketing for some stores, begins as early as September, and Christmas carols are certainly the only music to be heard in malls and stores by early December. Left-over Easter eggs are repackaged as Christmas eggs, and marketing and advertising companies feel free to haul out all those campaigns that are just far too sickly-sweet for any other time of year. All that glitters is tinsel, and much else, that has the appearance of value, is later found to be similarly pretty but worthless.

Most businesses, in areas of commerce as diverse as retail to property, travel to accounting, restaurants to car parts, all rely heavily on this time of year to boost their annual income. It can, and often has been said that Christmas has become an entirely commercial venture; that it has lost any true meaning that it might once have had. Some Christians, and others, have even gone so far as to reject Christmas as a celebration, both because of “crass commercialism”, and other doctrinal or philosophical reasons.

If you're reading this article, the chances are almost certain that you are involved in business of some kind. Possibly you, or the company you work for is a Unibase client, or possibly not. You could have grown up in a Christian, Muslim, or Jewish tradition; alternatively, you might consider yourself to be largely tradition-free, at least in terms of religion. You may love the festive season, hate it, or endure it, or you may simply welcome it as an annual dose of commercial good fortune. Do you think of yourself as poor, rich, comfortable, battling, or middle-class?

Whatever your race, nationality, philosophy, religious or economic standing, there are just a few things I'd like to say. Fully embrace and make use of the commercial benefits provided by the Festive Season. Celebrate the Season with friends and family in whichever ways your personal traditions determine. Have as much of a holiday as your situation allows, and recharge for the challenges of the coming year.

Enjoy yourself, have fun, and make money. But most of all, please remember that absolutely core value of the Festive Season, gift giving. It is expected that we'll give gifts to those we love, and probably even to some colleagues and associates.

However, I'd like to challenge each and every one of you, along with myself, to give at least one completely unexpected, and possibly even undeserved gift to someone that really needs it, and who most importantly, cannot possibly repay you in any way.

Let's accept the commercial blessings of the Festive Season with open arms, but let's also ensure that we continue the equally important tradition of blessing others.

Merry Christmas, a blessed Festive Season, and Happy Holidays to all of you.

Author: Robin Bownes.