If a Martian landed on our shores at this time of year and watched 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 bearded 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 and 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
[note] Published earlier on failed blog site.