If a Martian landed on our shores at this time of year
and decided to watch television to get a feel for us,
what would he witness?
For one thing, he’d never fathom that Christmas
meant the birth of Christ, or that holidays meant Holy Days.
He would see St. Nicholas portrayed as a jolly fat man
wearing a funny red hat and clothing, trimmed with white,
uttering moronic Ho, Ho’s. He would see hordes of people
run amok, damn near trampling each other in stores
in a frenzy of spending.
So much for TV. If he walked the cold streets, he would see
people begging for alms, and sleeping on cardboard
while others passed with no care, no concern.
All this in the richest country on Earth, which calls itself
“one nation under God”.
I wonder what God thinks about that?
Islander.
PS. My usual merry salutation, ha,ha! I see no reason
to alter it, do you?
You may call me the “Grinch”, I consider myself a fucking realist.