The Bajillion Dollar Business of Christmas

Despite being atheist, I would nonetheless bet dollars to donuts (Dunkin and/or other wise) Jesus would be mighty pleased to know, his sir name linkedin with commercial ties no matter, he might not garner a percentage of profits, especially if he unwittingly gets trampled to death by madding flash mob crowd source rushing to snap up latest door prize as venders resort to all manner of (subliminally manipulative) marketing techniques to lure patrons, (especially photo opportunities with one of the many "FAKE" donned Santa Claus), the latter, who would lionize their son(s) and/or daughter(s), subsequently guaranteeing, nailing crosswise, and clinching safeguards immunizing against the Grinch a sure fire way to guarantee future generations will become avid consumers, who reverently, obsequiously, and devoutly idolize supporting the apostles of commercialization nearly every occasion to finalize (all sales) pennies on the dollar, where merchants feign going for broke, and capitalize eulogize, and idealize the mighty buck staging "FAKE" news worthy shoppers to burst into tears crying on command, and all manner of pathos pulling ploys nsync king "shameful guilt" that squares with being ostracized, hash-tagged, and demonized Scrooge.