The New Year actually begins with the Winter Solstice on December 21 or 22, when our Northern Hemisphere is tilted at its maximum away from the sun.

That is the Yule, when once again we have seen longer and longer nights and the world seems to be losing the sun entirely. But at Yuletide, we celebrated because we knew that it was not the end, but the beginning, that the sun had begun coming back to us.

But for historical reasons, Yule became December 25 and the New Year became January 1.

You would-be astonished if you saw some of the old Roman calendars. They had a rigid order of days so that a month that was in winter a century before would be in midsummer later.

The old worshippers of the Classics used to like to say that we only advanced because we stood on the shoulders of the Classical Giants.

But the Classical Giants, in the most literal terms, did not know what time it was.

Our Yule, before we learned to worship the Classical Giants, was dead accurate.

None of which matters to us.

December 25 is the day we CELEBRATE the Birth of Christ. January 1 is the day we CELEBRATE the New Year.

The old self-styled Intellectuals had nothing productive to do, so they debated the exact dates of the new year and the date on which Jesus was born. It turns out that, in the latter case, they didn't even get the YEAR right.

So we pick a date and celebrate it. Too many of us don't realize what that MEANS. It means that we have an awfully lot to DO. People who show off their Intellectuality by comparing Sources and debating Exact Dates are pitiful.

We celebrate the Birth of Our Lord once a year and we drink on New Year's Eve. Then we go on to all the other things we are doing.

Debating the Latin and Greek sources of the New Year and the Birth of Christ impressed the peasants. Mommy Professor uses the same sort of argument to impress the peasants today.

What else was there for ancient old Wise Men to DO? How as the average man in those days to know when to plant so he could survive? The priests knew the stars, they knew the DATE. No one else did.

It is hard to put yourself back in those days, but it was no easy thing to know what planting season, on which your life depended, came. The Egyptians and the Mayans actually believed the sun came up only because their Emperor made it come up.

We see it clearly, but what we celebrate on New Year's is our liberation from that pure, unadulterated crap.

If we allow out children to turn brown they will lose that liberation

But for the world BUGS is dedicated to saving, Happy New Year.

And Happy New World.

The world we are here to save.