Keeping The Christ Out Of Christmas; An Homage To Santa’s Village/Our Christmas Card To You
Although it’s been well over a decade since the last sugar-crazed child was seen yanking cheap candy from the pink hoop skirt of the Lollypop Lady, we can still wax nostalgic about our favorite pagan amusement park. While candy canes, Christmas carols, and jingling sleigh bells in June would seem just plain wrong anyplace else, somehow Santa’s Village manage to bend reality in its favor, and here, it all made perfect sense. Cookie-eating reindeer, piano-laying ducks, and a pumpkin-headed man keeping company with flying dragons, anabolic bumble bees, and roaming peacocks sure beat the hell out of some stale old midnight mass. Although SV threw a benevolent bone to those who still wished to believe that Christ was born on December 25th with their perfunctory and least-visited attraction (a nondenominational chapel), Christmas at Santa’s Village was just as it should be: a truly secular affair. This is where hot chocolate, marshmallows, gingerbread, and kettle corn were the four major food groups, and where a tawdry, story-book themed landscape dotted with psychedelic mushrooms administered one cheap thrill after another, until—much like the Christmas holiday itself—visitors just couldn’t take anymore.
The Santa’s Village in Skyforest near Arrowhead was the last operating of the three original (the other two were in Santa Cruz, CA, and Dundee, IL). There are still a few other Santa-themed amusement parks around the country delivering an off-season Christmas to those willing to pay admission, but none of them quite manage to nail the magic equation of Santa’s Village. And although we still prefer Christmas in June, we’d like to close with a rare item from the L.A. Bizarro treasure trunk of worthless ephemera: a Santa’s Village oversized puzzle postcard (in the original cellophane no less): our Christmas card to you.
Best Wishes for a Bizarro Holiday!







