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Christmas 2012 Issue 120a
MESSAGE FROM THE STAFF
Once again it is that time of the year,
It Is the Day Before Christmas
It was the day before Christmas,
“It’s Christmas Eve” he said to his elves,
And he grinned, chuckled, and winked a time or two,
But to Santa that did not matter a twit,
It was more important that he stay on the course
throughout the night,
He knew it would be hard, and there might be places
with lots of ice,
As he charted his Christmas Eve course, with one eye
to the sky,
The final preparations made, he gathered the elves and
patted each head,
“It’s now up to the reindeer and me,
The Akumal house roofs are large and flat and offer a
No matter, it would be rather mild, and he knew the
perfect spot to land,
So, Santa would have to enter by the upstairs balcony,
Then again Christmas is very, very near,
A thousand voices singing out, “Merry Christmas to All and a Very Happy New Year.”
SCIENTIFIC FACTS ON SANTA TO PONDER
In case you do not get those presents from Santa you were hoping for, here's something to consider.
There are approximately two billion children (persons under 18) in the world. However, since Santa does not visit children of Muslim, Hindu, Jewish, or Buddhist religions, this reduces the workload for Christmas night to 15 percentage of the total, or 378 million (according to the Population Reference Bureau). At an average (census) rate of 3.5 children per household, and that comes to 108 million homes, presuming that there is at least one good child in each.
Santa has about 31 hours of Christmas to work with, thanks to the different time zones and the rotation of the earth, assuming he travels east to west (which seems logical). This works out to 967.7 visits per second. This is to say that for each Christian household with a good child, Santa has around 1/1000th of a second to park the sleigh, hop out, jump down the chimney, fill the stockings, distribute the remaining presents under the tree, eat whatever snacks have been left for him, get back up the chimney, jump into the sleigh and get on to the next house.
Assuming that each of these 108 million stops is evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false, but will accept for the purposes of our calculations), we are now talking about 0.78 miles per household; a total trip of 75.5 million miles, not counting bathroom stops or breaks. This means Santa's sleigh is moving at 650 miles per second or 3,000 times the speed of sound. For purposes of comparison, the fastest man-made vehicle, the Ulysses space probe, moves at a poky 27.4 miles per second, and a conventional reindeer can run (at best) 15 miles per hour.
The payload of the sleigh adds another interesting element. Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a medium sized Lego set (two pounds), the sleigh is carrying over 500 thousand tons, not counting Santa himself. On land, a conventional reindeer can pull no more than 300 pounds. Even granting that the "flying" reindeer could pull ten times the normal amount, the job can't be done with eight or even nine of them. Santa would need 360,000 of them. This increases the payload, not counting the weight of the sleigh, another 54,000 tons, or roughly seven times the weight of the Queen Elizabeth (the ship, not the monarch).
600,000 tons traveling at 650 miles per second creates enormous airresistance; this would heat up the reindeer in the same fashion as a spacecraft re-entering the earth's atmosphere. The lead pair of reindeer would absorb 14.3 quintillion joules of energy per second each. In short, they would burst into flames almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind them and creating deafening sonic booms in their wake. The entire reindeer team would be vaporized within 4.26 thousandths of a second, or right about the time Santa reached the fifth house on his trip.
Not that it matters, however, since Santa, as a result of accelerating from a dead stop to 650 MPS in .001 seconds, would be subjected to centrifugal forces of 17,500 g's. A 250 pound Santa (which seems ludicrously slim) would be pinned to the back of the sleigh by 4,315,015 pounds of force, instantly crushing his bones and organs and reducing him to a quivering blob of pink goo.
Therefore, if Santa did exist, he's dead now; Bummer.
CHRISTMAS DAY POEM FOR RYAN
It finally was Christmas Day,
After spending the last 24 hours flying ‘round the
But he needed to make just one more swing over
While mommy Fredette tended to the fire,
“Can’t I open just one,” Ryan whined one more time,
As for Humma and Bobo, they were one hour behind in
But they too had a Christmas tree,
It’s not tall, full, and green, like Ryan’s,
Christmas day is finally here,
Knowing the Christ child was born, albeit small and
His work finally done,
And you can hear him shout, if you cup a hand to your
Merry Christmas, Ryan.
Here is our Akumal Christmas tree.
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