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  • Does Santa Exist — Mathematically?

    Does Santa Exist — Mathematically?

    Every year people try to prove or disprove the existence of Santa. There are sites like iCaughtSanta.com for grownups to create “proof” and write-ups like Keith Devlin’s The Mathematics of Christmas that counter any proof that photos might provide.

    I used the super cute service at www.iCaughtSanta.com to create this. You gotta love how Husband doesn’t even see Santa because he’s too busy on the iPhone!

    But to really prove anything about Mr. Jolly-Red-Boy, we must think about what it really means to prove something — mathematically.

    Say what you want to prove.

    The first thing you need for a nice mathematical proof is a “conjecture.”

    A conjecture is a statement that you think can be proven. Or that you want to prove. According to the google dictionary a conjecture is

    an opinion or conclusion formed on the basis of incomplete information

    Our working conjecture here is: Santa exists.

    It’s pretty straight up. But this isn’t quite enough. We need to know what “Santa” means.

    Then define and refine.

    Before we can work with the conjecture, it’s important to know the details. The details are usually definitions and assumptions.

    So this is where it gets fun. I often tell people that mathematicians “make all this crap up.” This is because we start with definitions and assumptions — not reality.

    So define Santa to be a human male who can enter the living room of every house with Christian children within a span of 24 hours.

    We can refine our conjecture to be:

    In the set of all human males, there exists x such that x can enter the living room of every house with Christian children within a span of 24 hours.

    Now think about how to prove it.

    There are many ways to prove something. Some of the common ones are:

    • Direct proof
    • Proof by contradiction
    • Proof by blatant assertion

    Here is a quick definition of each:

    Direct proof — proving it without using any fancy logical methods. This is more difficult that you would think.

    Proof by contradiction — proving it by saying if the conclusion weren’t true, then it would be really stupid. Or the earth would implode. Or 1 would be the same as 0. Etc.

    Proof by blatant assertion — proving it by saying it is true. Usually in a really loud voice and with a shaking of the fist. It’s helpful in this method to use swear words, but not required. (Note: all mathematicians attempt this type of proof at least once in their lives. But they never accept this method from others.)

    A myth is that mathematicians (and math teachers) know how to do something before they tackle it. In fact, they typically never know how to do something or what will happen when they try something.

    So as good Christmas mathematicians, we’ll give these our best shots…

    Play with the proofs and see what shakes out!

    A direct proof would be to show that everything in our known world supports the existence of Santa. Without doing any calculations, we can easily see that no standard human would be able to visit every living room in a small country, much less the whole world.

    So a direct proof won’t work for us.

    A proof by contradiction would be “if Santa doesn’t exist, then the world doesn’t really exist either. Well, at least in the way we know it.”

    This one doesn’t quite work either.

    Of course if we adjust our conjecture to say the opposite of what it does, a proof by contradiction would work.

    New Conjecture: In the set of all human males, there does not exist x such that x can enter the living room of every house with Christian children within a span of 24 hours.

    Proof: Suppose Santa does exist. Using some calculations regarding physics (found in this article on the Math in Christmas), we can see that Santa must be able to time travel or break the general laws of physics.

    Since breaking the laws of physics cannot be done, we have just shown (by contradiction) that Santa doesn’t exist.

    Well that’s certainly not good for our original, and preferred, conjecture. But we have one more proof method left.

    Say “Santa exists!” regardless of what the logic says.

    Now we get to turn to proof by blatant assertion.

    I believe in Santa in a way that can’t be shaken. But to be honest, my belief uses a different definition.

    It doesn’t matter — if you want to believe you can. People all over believe in God, the spirit of the trees and some people even believe that the real line doesn’t exist. There are tons of ways to “prove” the opposite of all of these.

    But these are things from the heart. Not from any logical or mathematical standpoint.

    So go ahead, believe in Santa. Ignore the physics and go print out proof of Santa for your kids!

    And don’t forget to talk about logic and proofs. At least on the surface.

    Share your thoughts in the comments or on twitter/x.

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  • Why I Believe in Santa Claus

    Why I Believe in Santa Claus

    This post originally appeared on The HSBA Post on December 25, 2011.

    I’m not sure how I discovered that my parents acted as Santa Claus. But I distinctly remember the sinking feeling. I also remember quickly making the connection for the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy. Within five minutes all mysticism in my life had vanished.

    Ten years later, it all came back.

    It was the middle of the 80s. My parents were recently divorced. My dad was in oil and gas and had been laid off. We had no money. Mom said we were broke — not poor. But it sure felt like we were poor.

    We had Christmas lights and ornaments from all the past years. We lived in the country so we got a tree from the “backyard.” It required a couple of long needle East Texas pines wired together, but it worked.

    And we were told not to expect to find much underneath it on Christmas Day.

    Strange Phone Calls

    I remember overhearing a conversation my mom was having on the phone in mid-December.

    “We have water and electricity and food. It’s not much, but we’ll be okay. <pause> Really? But I’m sure there are many other families in more need than we are. <pause> I see. Well if that’s the case, yes. We would appreciate it very much. Thank you.”

    My best friend called with an interesting question. “We’ve exchanged names for family Christmas, and I’ve drawn the name of a cousin that’s about your little brother’s age. I don’t have any idea what to get for him. Can you ask him what he likes, and maybe that will help me?”

    Looking back, there were many other strange and unusual phone calls the two weeks leading up to Christmas.

    A Christmas Eve Like No Other

    On Christmas Eve we had a constant flow of visitors. A local car dealership showed up offering a bag filled with wrapped presents. Some people from my best friend’s church came by with three bags of gifts. Another church sent a handful of representatives with a huge basket of turkey and dressing and all the fixings. Friends and churches from all over the neighborhood, and even people we’d never met, were showing up to share with us.

    2011 Christmas Tree
    Stlll in the same house, this is what the 2011 Christmas tree looks like. (We can afford to buy one now, but we still like a non-standard shape.)

    It was so amazing to see such love and caring — and for it to come our way. I was too young to really understand the generosity, but I knew it was special. Very special.

    We went to midnight mass, as we always did, and mom was crying just a little more than normal.

    A Magical Christmas Morning

    Christmas day was insane. Santa Claus had really come.

    I remember opening presents and seeing mom’s face. In years past her look was of excitement to see if we liked what she had given. This year, she had a different look. She was truly curious. And she was excited and amazed that her young children wouldn’t have to know the heartache of an empty Christmas morning.

    I’m quite sure it didn’t occur to her, though, that the gifts the community had shared included one more: believing that people really can love one-another. The very heart of Christianity.

    The Gifts of God

    Jesus gave us a gift with His death. We get to live in Him forever. But with His birth, He also gave us a special gift, one that we get right now. He gave us generosity and love to share with each other. And at Christmas, that comes out in the shape of a fat, old, hairy, jolly character we call Santa Claus. A man who’s famous for his generosity.

    I hope that no one ever has to be poor or even broke. While it wasn’t easy going through that part of my childhood, I am thankful for the lessons we learned. I am grateful that I was able to see first hand the generosity and love of my fellow man that Christmas.

    Merry Christmas… and may we all be filled with the Christmas spirit!