The only ones frothing are people like Giles and Bill O'Reilly, who want everyone to perpetuate the myth of Dec. 25 being Jesus's birthday. We can be glad that we're not living a few hundred years ago, when they could have appeared on our doorsteps with "Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition!" and dragged us away to the stake. I celebrate the season the same way our forebears did for a thousand years before the Church put its slimy hands on it.
There is not a shred of evidence that Christ, if he really existed, was born on Dec. 25, or even in December. The gospels of Matthew and Luke describe his birth, but not when. Nobody has any idea even which season he was born in.