The Real Story of the Christmas Tree

By | December 22, 2020
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The Real Story of the Christmas Tree 

After doing some research, it’s obvious to me that, to this point, no one really knew how this whole Christmas tree thing got started. It’s not like someone picked up a pen and kept notes. But I did some digging, and I can now tell you the real story of Christmas trees.

Back in the pagan days, before the birth of Christ, people would get crazy on the first day of winter and start jumping around and hooting and snorting and drinking barrels of rotten corn cob juice, which contained, among other contaminants, alcohol. These pre-Christian hooligans would get drunk, smoke rope, and jump around in their intoxicated state.

In other words, they had a party.

Like some people in our modern society, they needed an excuse to drink, act insanely, canoodle, and carouse. They picked the shortest day of the year, also known as the winter solstice.

I would like to note here that we modern folks use St. Patrick’s Day, New Year’s Eve, anniversaries, birthdays, and whatever other occasions we figure we can get away with for such foolishness.

But that’s the way progress goes – we never get enough!  Instead of constraining the reptilian brain that lurks inside us all, and limiting our days of partying and revelry to the winter solstice, we added several more days of debauchery.

Anyway, after these old pagans sobered up, they realized that all their drinking and carousing didn’t change anything — they still had months and months of cold, snow, ice, and dreary days to go before they could trot down to Walmart and buy vegetable and flower seeds with which to plant a colorful garden.

This realization made them woeful and  – well let’s face it they grew insane with endless darkness, hopelessness, and impending doom.

Then one winter solstice, a very hairy, but nearly upright Neanderthal named Ooma came stumbling along and presented the festively dressed pagans with a delightfully scented evergreen branch.

Naturally, all the pagans were stunned… and thrilled!  A green thing still green on the winter solstice? NO WAY! 

They almost had Ooma executed as a charlatan, until he offered to show the stunned pagans his evergreen farm some several miles down the road.

Since they did not have bicycles or cars – not even horses or mules – in those days, those some several miles seemed like a long, long way.

To make a short story longer, a pagan named Klonder (who would later discover the Klondike bar) followed Ooma to his evergreen farm. And wouldn’t you know it, all the evergreens were green right there on the very day of the winter solstice.

Klonder’s head spun around and his eyes batted crazily – he was stunned!  But Ooma was not yet finished! He went into his mud hut and came back out with a jar of fireflies and unloosed them upon the evergreens. They took flight, buzzing insanely in the frosty winter air. Looking for refuge, they lit upon the branches of the evergreens just as darkness was descending upon the land. The trees were ablaze with the light of 500,000 fireflies, all of which soon froze to death and dropped upon the snow where they would like unheralded and stiff until the spring thaw when they would be gobbled by some various wild critters.

Naturally, when Klonder returned to his band of pagans, he regaled them with the tale of Ooma’s evergreens, all green and pretty and amazingly ablaze with fireflies, smack dead in the middle of the winter solstice.

Most of the pagans didn’t believe Klonder and advised him to give up drinking and smoking rope, but some believed him and regaled their children with Klonder’s saga. Thus, the tale of the evergreens ablaze with lights lived on through the centuries…

Then of course, after Christ was born, things changed, the world changed, and all the pagans disappeared.

And so did the Neanderthals, but that had nothing to do with the spread of Christianity.

When Martin Luther (1483-1546) heard of it, he reintroduced evergreen boughs as a symbol of Christmas. The truth be told; however, Martin did not invent the Christmas tree. The Christmas tree didn’t come along until a used horse salesman named Darby Brown, looking for a way to increase sales in winter, started hauling in dwarf evergreen trees (bushes if the truth be known) to sell from his used horse lot for the first time circa the winter of 1600.

At first, people thought Darby was a nutjob goof — selling dead trees from his used horse lot. But when he attached candles to the branches and stuck sardine cans shaped like angels on top of the trees, folks nearly went berserk. 

And so Christmas trees became a Christmas tradition — but not without some setbacks.

The Puritans didn’t like anything. In fact, the word “Puritan” means – “you’re not allowed to have more fun than I am. If I don’t have any fun, you don’t have any fun either…”

And, of course, Puritans knew only blood, sweat, and tears — and fire and brimstone. So, it’s no surprise that they hated Christmas trees.

In fact, the Puritans outlawed many Christmas traditions because people who celebrated were having more fun than they were. Can’t have that! And so, the Christmas tree tradition was much slower to catch on in England and parts of North America both of which were rife with Puritans in funny hats. It wasn’t until the late 19th century that many American homes had Christmas trees.

So, the next time you start thinking something good about the Puritans, you just stop yourself. If they had their way, you’d be sitting on a tree stump, eating a bowl of cold gruel, wincing in pain from your frostbitten extremities.

At least Martin Luther tried to make Christmas trees part of our Christmas tradition.

But the next time you turn on the lights on your Christmas tree, don’t thank Martin Luther, thank Darby Brown … that wonderful used horse salesman who, in 1600, opened the first Christmas tree lot, and eventually sold the first Christmas tree.

If you’re a Puritan, I didn’t mean to offend you. Come on over on Christmas day and I’ll make a turkey dinner – please wear a mask! I promise I won’t have one bit more fun than you’ll have. Especially not this year, the year of the pandemic – pestilence abounds!

And now everyone knows the real story of the Christmas tree and Darby Brown. 

Now, I wonder if Darby is any relation to Charlie?


We hope you enjoyed this whimsical look at the history of Christmas trees. 

We wish you and those you love, a very Merry Christmas. May the True Spirit of Christmas be with you during the Christmas season and always!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

6 thoughts on “The Real Story of the Christmas Tree

  1. Fred R

    I ABSOLUTELY LOVED this take on Christmas. It was refreshing, new and funny.
    Thank you for the time you put into this presentation.

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  2. regina Petrutis

    Thank you for the story… and your humor… we all need it these days… Everybody is
    either under quarantine or distancing from loved ones this year… Christmas
    stories shall warm-up all hearts… Thanks, and greeting to you all…

    Reply
  3. Rena

    Your explanation of the start of Christmas trees was a delightful and very funny fairy story Thankks for a bright spot in a gray winter day(or week).

    Reply
  4. JonInOz

    Hi TC & Darcy,
    From an ancient copy in a library book in England sent to me by my cousin.
    “Why Put A Tree Inside A House In December”
    “Long before Christianity was invented, plants and trees that remained green all year had a special meaning for Pagan people in the winter, as we see people today decorating their homes during the Winter season with pine, spruce, and fir trees, ancient people placed evergreen tree branches over their doors and windows. In those countries it was believed that evergreens would keep away witches, ghosts, evil spirits, and illness.
    In the Northern hemisphere, the shortest day and longest night of the year falls on December 21 or December 22 as the Winter Solstice and Pagans, the ancient people believed that the Sun was a god and that winter came every year because the Sun god had become weak. and needed a rest They celebrated Winter solstice because it meant that the Sun god would would be able to rest and the evergreen trees reminded them of all the green plants that would grow again when the Sun god was strong and summer would return.
    As with Spring, Summer and Autumn the people believed in various gods which served a purpose in planting, growing and harvesting their crops, even the female god Eostre was the goddess to symbolise the beginning of new life in the Easter, Spring solstice, that is why the egg is part of that festive season.”
    ………..

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  5. Barbara

    I love your essays. Some touch my heart and make me cry…or make me think about things I have not thought about. This made me smile at a time that not much can do that in this world. God Bless both of you. And may 2021 be a year of many changes and good things for everyone.

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  6. Constance Tyler

    LOL Thank you for that wonderful and humorous tale. I have been decorating our tree for around 40 years now with spider ornaments made from Christmas balls and also some premade webs etc. I also create my own Christmas cards depicting spiders with an enclosed Christmas Spider Legend. Merry Christmas to you and Darcy.

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