Elvis’ rendition of “Blue Christmas” blared over the loudspeakers at The North Pole today, Modern Philosophers, but everyone was far from sad.
Santa Claus declared that all the lights at The North Pole should be changed to blue, and he even wore his rarely seen blue suit in celebration of Hanukkah.
“Hanukkah Harry is a dear friend, Austin,” Blue Santa reminded me via Skype as Elvis continued to croon in the background. “I can’t be out there with him tonight because I haven’t gotten my medical clearance to fly yet, but I wanted Harry to know that we were all there with him in spirit!”
And when those blue snowflakes start falling, That’s when those blue memories start calling. You’ll be doing all right with your Christmas of white, But I’ll have a blue, blue, blue, blue Christmas…
Snowmen wore blue scarves, the Reindeer made practice runs with a blue sleigh, and the Elves wore blue hats and shoes.
Menorahs joined the lamps that lined the streets of The North Pole, dreidels spun on tables along with tops and other toys, and a Star of David topped the Christmas Tree in the town square.
“It was touched when Kris called to tell me what he’d done,” a verklempt Hanukkah Harry admitted to this Modern Philosopher. “The big guy is such a mensch, and I insisted that we go out on the town some night soon in our matching blue suits. Once they catch a load of him in that get up, the ladies will know for sure that Santa Claus has come to town!”
You’ll be doing all right with your Christmas of white, But I’ll have a blue, blue, blue, blue Christmas…
Even Mrs. Claus got in on the act. “I made matzo ball soup for lunch, as it was a very cold day, and Harry got Santa hooked on it during his last visit. After soup, it was bagels and lox that I had flown up from Bagels on the Square at your suggestion, Austin. Of course, I made sure there was enough for everyone.”
Santa’s brother Fred was the only one not excited about The North Pole’s Blue Christmas Hanukkah celebration. “Don’t get me wrong, brother, I love Harry and think his Holiday is the bomb, but we’ve got work to do. Christmas Eve is in eight crazy days, and I’ve got my entire workforce spinning dreidels and asking the big guy’s wife for extra lox and a smear. Oy!”
Santa assured me that in the end, even his little brother came around to joy in the fun. “Fred is just intent on showing that he’s turned over a new leaf. He wants to take over when I retire, and he knows he’s got to prove to me that he’s ready.”
Did Santa want to give his favorite Modern Philosopher the scoop on his retirement plans?
“Ho! Ho! Ho!” he laughed and his belly shook like a bowl full of jelly. “This day is about Hanukkah Harry and his Holiday, Austin. I’m not going to announce anything that would take the spotlight away from Hanukkah.”
As “Blue Christmas” started up again in the background, Santa told me that he planned to let the Elves off early for Hanukkah. “I know that’s going to give Fred an ulcer, but no one is working after sundown. I’m still the boss around here.”
Could the boss take Elvis off repeat? I hear Adam Sandler has a song that might be a little more appropriate for the Holiday…
Happy Hanukkah, Modern Philosophers!