Oh Bill O'Reilley may God bless your little tiny culture-warmongering heart.
Here it is Christmas eve, the tree is lit, food is cooking in anticipation of the arrival of my wife's family. The girls are having yet another lesson on what it means to "clean your room" in similar anticipation. I went to the grocery store at 7:30 AM for Olive Oil and plastic plates and was wished "Merry Christmas" at least three times. Looks like Christmas is alive and well and continuing to function in its normal operating parameters.
There is no War on Christmas, Bill.
Not to say there never has been.
In 1647, the Puritan-led English Parliament banned the celebration of Christmas, replacing it with a day of fasting and considering it "a popish festival with no biblical justification", and a time of wasteful and immoral behavior.
In Colonial America, the Puritans of New England disapproved of Christmas, and celebration was outlawed in Boston from 1659 to 1681. By 1776 Christmas was not widely celebrated in the US.
The modern celebration of Christmas is pretty much the product of mid-Victorian England, and most notably the popularity of A Christmas Carol.
Henry Ford thought there was a "war on Christmas" and like most good white Christians of the 20s he blamed the Jews.
John Birch claimed as much in the late 50s, this time shifting the blame to the UN.
Bill, and his peers, have taken the rhetoric up but come from a long tradition.
Personally, I do not think there is any "War on Christmas" or Christians, or any thing of the sort. There is, however, a culture shift going on. One that will make things like Christmas, and even Christianity, look a great deal different than America's highly fictionalized view of it.
And I think that's a good thing.
If you want a war on Christmas then I could give you one. I could point out how basically all of the "Christmas Traditions" are really pagan observances up to and including the date. I could point out that all your nativity scenes are horribly un-Biblical and based on misunderstanding and Medieval plays meant for the illiterate. I could deconstruct your favorite Christmas hymns to show how theologically unsound they are.
I could do that and more.
But I will not.
Because I do not care.
I have embraced all the syncretism of the season - and so have you.
So the world is different than the one in your whitewashed memory.
Get over it.
And have a Merry Christmas.