As Christmas day nears, I’ve been thinking about jolly ol’ Santa and his love for milk and cookies … how his turning vegan could be the biggest gift to vegan activists everywhere.

Imagine the influence he’d have. Children worldwide would be begging their parents for freshly-made almond milk with a side of raw vegan truffle balls, forget the cows, thank you very much.

So, without further adieu, here is my letter to Santa this year-10 reasons he should go vegan. I just hope he gets it on time…

1. Your cholesterol levels, Santa, would be back to normal. No more need for those pesky GP visits and poisonous pharmaceuticals;

2. Your energy levels would skyrocket, especially if you adopt a mostly raw diet. Raw, live foods are packed with enzymes, which are the givers of life. Kids everywhere want to see you around for a long time to come. Eating raw and vegan is healthy for you, animals and the planet.

3. Santa, I know you love animals. What bigger gift could you give to them than not eating or wearing them?

4. I don’t mean to be rude, Santa, but being overweight is a serious risk to your health. Did you know tummy fat raises your risk for high blood cholesterol by about 50 percent? A healthy vegan diet will have you at your optimal weight in no time.

5. Most cookies are laden with butter and processed sugar. Many of the mass-produced kind are even worse, with ingredients made up of numbers and boasting names impossible to pronounce. Santa, do you know where your cookies came from?

6. Drinking cows milk has been linked to all sorts of dis-eases, including asthma, osteoporosis, heart disease, diabetes and more. Making milk from nuts is a cinch and doesn’t require harming animals or using massive amounts of the earth’s energy.

7. I hate to be the one to break it to you Santa, but that big fur collar that keeps you warm as you deliver your presents once belonged to real, live animals – defenseless creatures who were tortured and skinned without a second thought. I’ve also been told that fur has formaldehyde in it, which has been known to cause cancers. I don’t want you getting sick, Santa.

8. I know eating on the run must be tempting to a busy man like you, Santa. But I think you should know that fast food meats have thousands of additives that are addictive and fattening. Much of the meat on menus today are also full of pesticides and hormones.

9. Bacon and pork may be tempting, but did you know that pigs are more intelligent than dogs? Word has it they are intelligent as a three year old. I know you’d never eat a three year old, would you, Santa?

10. Those fancy leather seats in your sleigh may be comfy Santa, but did you know how many cows died to make them? If you compare your ride to the average Mercedes Benz, my guess is around seven.

So Santa, if you’re reading this, I urge you to take the pledge. Go vegan in 2010. Imagine the energy you’d have delivering presents next year. Those rosy cheeks would have a truly healthy glow, Mrs Claus could learn new culinary skills, whipping up raw vegan recipes to share with the elves. I’m certain Rudolph would be grateful too, knowing for certain he won’t be re-named venison when it’s time for retirement.

And to PETA, I think I’m onto something. I’ll let you take it from here.

10 Reasons Santa Should Go Vegan from Diary of a Vegan

My copy of Gandhi’s autobiography The Story of My Experiments with Truth arrived a few weeks ago and holy cow! I have a new found appreciation for Mahatma. I knew he was a vegetarian (oh, and that in his spare time he liberated India from British rule and single-handedly established the civil disobedience movement) but I had no idea he was the central figure in pioneering the animal rights crusade in India.

Do you know what this spiritual and political leader writes as the greatest “tragedy of my life”?

That he drank goat’s milk.

You see, Gandhi had made a lifelong vow never to drink a cow’s milk due to “the torture to which cows were subjected by their keepers.” He gave it up after vacationing at vegetarian Leo Tolstoy’s home in which a discussion ensued about the harmful effect of drinking cow’s milk.

From then on Gandhi eschewed animal products and considered nuts and fruit the optimal diet. He attributed this dietary choice to his very healthy and fit life. However, in 1914, he contracted a serious illness that dropped him off near death’s door. The attending physicians were sure Gandhi would die without drinking a glass of cow’s milk, which was a popular treatment back then. Gandhi compromised and drank goat’s milk.

Gandhi’s wife, Kasturba, had made a similar vow. As did their sons. She and Gandhi proclaimed they would rather die than drink cow’s milk. And they meant it. Total radical nonconformists.

I haven’t had milk since I remember my mom having to pour it for me, but I was surprised at Gandhi’s staunch stance on cow’s milk when facing death. Then, there wasn’t much information. You’d have thought he would’ve listened to the doctor. Then again, there wasn’t dairy industry propaganda hypnotizing the masses into thinking it’s healthy either. Today it’s super easy to abstain from milk with all the more nourishing substitutes.

“Milk does a body good” is a lie. It’s a marketing ploy. It’s their dirty secret. They don’t care about our bodies. I always feel sorry for those celebrities with the idiotic milk mustaches who are oblivious to what they’re representing. (Oops, I’m veering into previously bloggedterritory…..)

Unlike Gandhi’s day, we now know milk does a body no good. Well, we know if we research the people who are researching it. Milk is being targeted for all kinds of ailments, certain types of diabetes and cancer, even mental illness.

I’ve always had really strong fingernails that grow too fast. To the point where people have actually commented on them over the years. I tell them it’s because I don’t drink milk. I may have been on to something.

Studies are revealing that–are you ready?–consuming milk causes osteoporosis! Countries where people have very little dairy intake rarely see cases of osteoporosis. We’re not often told that green, leafy vegetables are high in calcium.

Also, milk (unless organic, and even organic isn’t immune to its problems) is laden with antibiotics and growth hormones, which researchers link to the cause of young girls developing more quickly and getting their periods, thus pregnant, at an earlier age.

There’s a really interesting study on the effects of the Americanization of the Japanese diet. (By Kagawa, published in Preventative Medicine, 1978.) Before 1946, Japanese did not consume milk. After that, milk and dairy became staple foods.

In 1950 the average person in Japan ate 5.5 pounds of milk and dairy products. The average girl was 4’6″ tall and weighed 71 pounds. She began menstruation at 15.2 years old.

In 1975 the average Japanese consumed 117.4 pounds of milk and dairy products. The average girl had grown 4 1/2 inches and gained 19 pounds! And she started menstruating at 12.2 years old!

This study was done 34 years ago. Frightening to think what these numbers are now.

Some researchers are linking the rise in breast cancer to the copious amount of dairy products we now consume. It’s a fascinating topic. And serious.

You know something’s wrong with this milk picture when the Director of the Department of Pediatrics at John Hopkins University School of Medicine and Physician-in-Chief at the John Hopkins Children’s Center, Frank Oski, MD, writes a book called Don’t Drink Your Milk.

I didn’t make the choice to not drink milk for health reasons. Though that would definitely be a factor if I were making the decision today. I don’t drink milk because it’s meant to fatten up calves, not me. I don’t drink milk because I find the idea disturbingly repugnant and, did you know, it’s full of white cow pus. Uh-huh. No one says that in their ads.

Mostly, I don’t drink milk, like Gandhi, because of the cruelty dairy cows are subjected to–constantly being impregnated to produce milk, having their babies immediately torn from them, chained to a cage day in and day out, never seeing the light of day or breathing fresh air, hooked up to a milk machine that painfully tears their udders.

The way I see it, what isn’t good for an animal isn’t good for me. It’s going to have an effect. Somehow, someway. Lovelessness is going to show up, asking us to pay up. It always does.

Gandhi’s Regret is by Cynthia Morgan