Maybe I don’t understand Christmas…
This is in Metropolis at Metrotown in Burnaby, BC. Now, I consider myself pretty steeped in Christmas tradition. I know who Saint Nicholas was. I know where the modern images of Santa Claus comes from. I’m pretty sure I know the pagan origins of the modern Christmas tree. I get that lights on the tree used to be candles (can you say safety hazard?). I understand the Christmas story well enough to know that the Magi should probably be somewhere in your kitchen if your nativity is in the living room because most accounts have them showing up to Mary and Joseph and Jesus sometime between the birth and second birthday of Christ. I know that shepherds were the lowest of the low, making them the perfect messengers of the message that the savior of all had just been born.
What I don’t know how to explain is the freaking huge horse above. Oh, I get that it looks like a rocking horse and that it might be a traditional Christmas gift, but who thought, “Hey, it’s Christmas. We should build a gigantic horse and let parents and children ride in it.” It seems like something that should be at a carnival, not in a Christmas display. Why not a giant Rudolph? Or a rocking sleigh?
Maybe I just don’t understand Christmas.