We’re Having A Party

The food at the Salvation Army Levittown, PA chapter’s Thanksgiving dinner Tuesday night was good, but spiritual food was lacking. 

Man does not live by bread alone, but for guests at the dinner, this is about all they had. You would think that the Salvation Army, a faith-based organization, would have put more emphasis on the role of faith at Thanksgiving.  The event was more like a party, a wild one!  

There is nothing inherently wrong with a party, but at least invite Jesus to the party. Through most of the event, as guests enjoyed good food, the music was good and was played at a reasonable volume. But later on, it was so loud you had to yell for someone right next to you to be understood! And as someone later commented, one host, whom a former Salvation Army volunteer nicknamed “Queen Latifah”, was so loud that she didn’t need a microphone! 

The guests had to wait in a long line, like the soup line people had to wait in during the Great Depression. Finally, a few minutes after the six pm. set opening, guests were herded in. It took a while, as the host took people’s names. The queen escorted the party I was in to assigned seats. 

It took some time for most guests to sit down and eat. I must have been after 6:30 when they could start! Yet, about 7 p.m., AHTN rounded the herd up to get in the bus. The queen parroted the order that it was time to go, quite augustly and vocally. You would think that AHTN would give the homeless riders more time to enjoy their meal! 

Many people did stay. One woman, almost 70 years old, started dancing up a storm, which prompted others to join in. 

Having a good time is fine, but that’s not all that thanksgiving is about. It’s not just a time to party, but a time to thank God for what He has given us as we gather together… 


In my book about the homeless, I talk about how the local Salvation Army interacts with the homeless in southern Bucks County, PA, both positive and negative:  https://www.amazon.com/There-Are-Homeless-Buck-County/dp/172865209X/ref=sr_1_fkmrnull_1?keywords=there%20are%20homeless%20in%20bucks%20county&qid=1555953133&s=gateway&sr=8-1-fkmrnull&fbclid=IwAR2x3SKmaynu1NpSSlpiXlxRhJ_Rd0csXzhmoCc5UHDifcHVRLbAbpmVZok 

Don’t Be A Luddy-Duddy!

To my complaint that Christmas has become too commercialized, trite, shallow, more than once people have said that my thinking is  “bah humbug”. 

What does bah humbug mean? 

Bah humbug is an exclamation that conveys curmudgeonly displeasure. The phrase is most famously used by Ebenezer Scrooge, the main, curmudgeonly character in Charles Dickens’s A Christmas Carol (1843). 

Scrooge was an old miser, who didn’t like Christmas, the true meaning of the season, which, at the time Dickens wrote the novella, was about family getting together for food and drink, dancing, games and having a genuine generosity of spirit. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Christmas_Carol 

Saying people who object to the bastardization of Christmas are bah humbug is as non sequitur as a scene in the W.C. Fields movie The Bank Dick: Egbert Sousè (W.C. Fields), the bank dick, asks Og, his future son-in-law to unofficially secure an illegal loan for him. He is reluctant, and Sousè says “Don’t be a luddy-duddy! Don’t be a mooncalf! Don’t be a jabbernowl! You’re not those, are you?” 

The Dickens’ story shows how a mean, callous, miserly man is transformed into a caring, benevolent person. This reflects the true spirit of Christmas, a Christ redeems us, rescues us from sin and spiritual death and makes us a new creature, born again in the likeness of Jesus, the reason for the season! 

Today’s worldly Christmas mantra is well illustrated in a song by Janis Joplin:  

Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz?
My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends.
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,
So Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz?

Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a color TV?
Dialing For Dollars is trying to find me.
I wait for delivery each day until three,
So oh Lord, won’t you buy me a color TV?

Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a night on the town?
I’m counting on you, Lord, please don’t let me down.
Prove that you love me and buy the next round,
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a night on the town?” 

Janis Joplin-Mercedes Benz(original)

The peace of Christmas is that we are not at war with God, but submit to His sovereign will and acquire the character of Jesus Christ. “We are therefore Christ’s ambassadors, as though God were making His appeal through us” 2 Corinthians 5:18-20 

In the midst of all the surface glitter and manic, worldly ways this season, we need to be reminded what Christmas is about. A Christmas poem illustrates this: 

All Christmas Poetry  

The True Meaning of Christmas  

by Brian K. Walters  

In today’s day and time, 

 it’s easy to lose sight, 

 of the true meaning of Christmas 

 and one special night. 

When we go shopping, 

 We say “How much will it cost?” 

 Then the true meaning of Christmas, 

 Somehow becomes lost. 

Amidst the tinsel, glitter 

 And ribbons of gold, 

 We forget about the child, 

 born on a night so cold. 

The children look for Santa 

 In his big, red sleigh 

 Never thinking of the baby 

 Whose bed was made of hay. 

In reality when we look into the night sky, 

 We don’t see a sleigh 

 But a star, burning bright and high. 

A faithful reminder, 

 Of that night so long ago, 

 And of the child we call Jesus, 

 Whose love, the world would know. 

 In my book I published in November, 2018, There Are Homeless in Bucks County; A Journey With The Homeless, some of which I wrote during the commercial Christmas season at a nursing home while camping out at my dearest Sandi’s bedside, I wrote about the meaning of Christmas. The Lord took her home there on December 4, 2017. I dedicated my book to Sandi, who on her deathbed would say “Jesus is in my heart.”  

In the midst of the incessant, commercialized Christmas advertisements that played on Sandi’s roommates’ TVs that called out to fools to buy extravagant gifts, like the woman Folly in Proverbs 9:13: “The woman named Folly is loud; she is naive and knows nothing”, I was moved to set the record straight by comparing Christmas commercialism to the money changers that Jesus drove from the Temple.  

The book may be purchased: https://www.amazon.com/There-Are-Homeless-Buck-County/dp/172865209X/ref=sr_1_fkmrnull_1?keywords=there%20are%20homeless%20in%20bucks%20county&qid=1555953133&s=gateway&sr=8-1-fkmrnull&fbclid=IwAR2x3SKmaynu1NpSSlpiXlxRhJ_Rd0csXzhmoCc5UHDifcHVRLbAbpmVZok%MCEPASTEBIN%

The peace of Christmas is that we are not at war with God, but submit to His sovereign will and acquire the character of Jesus Christ. “We are therefore Christ’s ambassadors, as though God were making His appeal through us” 2 Corinthians 5:18-20 


Push Out The Christmas Pushers

Don’t push Christmas! Let us eat our turkey and stuffing first, said a DJ recently on K-Love. It’s not even Thanksgiving, and the obsessed are revving up the Christmas hoopla! On TV, especially, shows are banging out the Christmas clichés. The worst station is Hallmark, incessantly cranking out their Christmas arsenals, bombarding the public, evidently to saturate the audience to get them to buy more Christmas cards. They act like they are possessed! 

What’s it all about, Alfie? It’s about getting material things in order to find satisfaction in life. The trite Hallmark movies reflect the shallowness found in the world, where people say things they probably don’t really mean. I ask where are your priorities? Earlier today someone said the dramatizations in the Hallmark Christmas movies ”really don’t happen that way.” 

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Christmas comes once a year” 

“And every man must have his share”  

 “Only poor Willy in the jail, drinking sour ginger beer”  

-Famous limerick that plays on the radio in Guyana, South America at Christmastime 

Beam me up Scotty! 

People on this planet are running around like the White Rabbit and acting like the Mad Hatter in Alice in Wonderland, getting caught up in the hype and the materialism of worldly Christmas. I think I’d rather be in a jail in Guyana hanging out with Poor Willy rather than being accosted by the incessant ads and other claptrap during the commercial Christmas season. That is, if the jail does not subject its inmates to Christmas hype. That would be cruel and unusual punishment!   

I’d gladly swap sour ginger beer with phony Christmas cheer! 

It’s all about greed! One definition of greed I recently heard: “excessively striving for material things, even at the expense of others.” So worldly Christmas fosters selfishness, rather than selflessness. It’s not about sacrificing for the good of others. Sacrificing for the good of others is the model Jesus, the reason for the season, gave us. 

In Bucks County, PA, there is one outstanding example of the true spirit of Christmas that comes to mind. On Christmas day, in Penndel, the Marrazzo family will serve the homeless. People who have nowhere to go for Christmas will have a place to go where they can get a good Christmas meal and fellowship with others. Last year, a friend of mine said that Dan Marrazzo had heard about a book about the homeless in Bucks County. My friend prompted me to give Dan a complimentary copy of my book and write Merry Christmas, from Jeff to Dan. I walked over to Dan, gave him the book and talked with him. 

To learn more about the homeless in Bucks County, PA, the meals and a closer look into who the homeless really are, read “There Are Homeless in Bucks County; A Journey With The Homeless”, by yours truly. Free shipping through Amazon.com until Christmas. https://www.amazon.com/dp/172865209X/ref=cm_sw_r_fa_dp_U_.iX9BbZXM6842?fbclid=IwAR0gPVr_CAM7L0hyxu92hll8KTsLWTUmr1nIEamgTnuc_Hi4yDafBYGcMqs 

I wrote much of the book when I visited my late Sandi, to whom I dedicated the book, in a nursing home. I was there during the Christmas season, where her roommate’s TVs incessantly poured out worldly Christmas claptrap. By her positive attitude, where Sandi illustrated Jesus to the aides and nurses, she showed the true meaning of Christmas. 



Tax The Air You Breathe?

The global warming/climate change crowd continues to clamor to force their scheme to tax carbon emissions to enrich themselves. They need to be stopped! Before you know it, they will start taxing the carbon we emit when we breathe! So, there would be a tax if you want to breathe! 

The carbon tax is a tax as bogus as the sale of indulgences, which was the rage many centuries ago.  The sale of indulgences sheared the sheep by scaring them, the same way Algore et al does.  https://youtu.be/es70jPh3Wf0 

The Medieval church said that if you didn’t pay protection money, you’d go to hell.  

The carbon tax shows that this Green movement is about money. 

In Bucks County, PA, a local politician wants to cash in by joining the carbon tax bandwagon.  He called this tax “market based” and would use the money to fund building roads, bridges and for energy. http://levittownnow.com/2018/08/01/congressman-fitzpatrick-supports-rare-conservative-carbon-tax-proposal/ 

A few years back, Pope Francis championed human caused global warming.  BO (former President Barry Obummer) joined forces with the pope on this issue.  The Pope and BO are two sh**birds of a feather. 

These birds are in league with the pseudo-environmentalists, aka watermelon environmentalists (green on the outside, red on the inside).  BO has been legislating under the influence (LUI) of these elitist kooks.  The Jesuits, which Pope Francis is aligned with, historically have had a Marxist bent. 

What does this mean to us? 

BO, the UN and the radical Greens have been unsuccessful in their attempts to bring the US and the rest of the world into a binding international climate agreement.  Now that they have the blessings of the Pope, and those who don’t question his authority, they have a chance of screwing us with the Paris climate scam. 

Fortunately, President Trump put a lid on the Paris climate scam. 

BO, the UN and the radical Greens have been unsuccessful in their attempts to bring the US and the rest of the world into a binding international climate agreement.  Although they have the blessings of the Pope, and those who don’t question his authority, their schemes may very well just be a pipe dream. Just their imagination, running away… 


John 8:32 32Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.” 

Little Queeny

During the early years when I started to hang out with the homeless in southern Bucks County, PA, I knew an avid panhandler who bragged “I’m the king of the panhandlers!” He asked people for money at a laundry in Levittown and other various spots and even panhandled fellow homeless people at the shared meals for the homeless and those in need. He had signs to advertise his panhandling and on at least one occasion, called attention to it to a homeless woman, pressing the sign against the window and touted the sign to her. 

Now, several years later it looks like we may have a queen of the panhandlers. At the shared meals, she begged money from Pastors and other hosts and even quests at the meals. She’s even been working in tandem with at least one of her boys. In a tag team like effort, she would hit someone up for money, and if the answer was “no”, then he’d follow up.  You may say it’s a family affair.  https://youtu.be/CNQpYz1ztx8 

There was an isolated panhandling moment by a guy at one of the meals since the King left the scene, but it looks like he may be a one hit wonder. 

Although like most of the folks who frequent the shared meals, the upcoming Panhandling Queen is struggling, but is believed to have some source of income. And like many of the people who go to the meals, she wants others to fund her wants and just not her needs. One thing that has been burning a hole in her, as well as others’ pockets, is cancer sticks. Although smoking feigns see cigarettes as a vital need, it is really no a necessity; they got addicted to this idol, which they worship at the church of Sister Nicotine (plus addictive, more toxic additives) and The Holy Smokes. 

These folks decided to ride with the outlaw and evangelist for Sister Nicotine and The Holy Smokes. 

Back in January of this year, I was reminded of what addictions do to people when I went to  a fast food restaurant in Bristol. As I pulled into a parking space, a young guy, who seemed to come out of nowhere, slipped behind me, and went around my car and stood about ten feet from my driver’s door. As soon I exited the car, the guy asked if I had a cigarette. I told him no – that I don’t smoke. “Can you give me ten bucks for a pack of cigarettes?”, he unabashedly asked. “No,” I unequivocally said. “When I become an old as* see if I give you anything, the punk snarled, as he walked away. “You need to change your attitude,” I replied. His ignorance grew. “**** you,” this intellectual spouted. 

The Johnny Smoke anti-smoking PSA played on TV during the 60s has been upstaged by the Opioid Crisis. The old folk song asks “Where have all the flowers gone?” I ask, where have all the anti-smoking public service announcements gone? Except for ads selling stop smoking products, there is not much of a campaign to alert people about the dangers of smoking.   


Although the poison from legal cigarettes acts more slowly than that of illegal drugs, it is still a destructive force in society. In the early 70s, my physical education/health instructor in college told us he’d like to go down south and burn down all the tobacco fields. “Don’t tell your parents I’m really going to do this,”, he said and explained he was just trying to make a point about how dangerous smoking is to your health. Early December, 2017, I lost someone very dear to me as a result of smoking.   

Like illegal drugs, which have additives such as fentanyl and morphine, cigarettes also have toxic additives. The government evidently does not have a problem with cigarette additives, which make cancer sticks more addictive. Jesus said that the love of money is the root of evil. Allegedly to curb smoking, the government jacked up taxes on cigarettes. The tobacco industry, and its partner in crime the government, are no better than drug pushers, whom they say they want to push out. More tax money in the government coffers!  https://www.cdc.gov/tobacco/data_statistics/fact_sheets/health_effects/effects_cig_smoking/index.htm 

It looks like the King of the Panhandlers has abdicated his throne. He very well may be replaced by a Queen. We may even give the Queen a theme song: https://youtu.be/uyp13Q6dQjY 

I explore these kinds of issues among the homeless, as well as their victories in: 


Selling The Snake Oil!

A carbon tax bill, called “market based” has reared its ugly head again, proposed by Congressman Brian Fitzpatrick and another Republican congressman to fund building roads, bridges and energy. http://levittownnow.com/2018/08/01/congressman-fitzpatrick-supports-rare-conservative-carbon-tax-proposal/ 

The bogus carbon tax bill is not based in the free market. It is based on the junk science that says that carbon dioxide is overheating the earth and that polar bears will drown as the sea gets higher.  Greenpeace co-founder and former Greenpeace president debunks this pseudo-science: https://www.breitbart.com/radio/2019/03/07/greenpeace-founder-global-warming-hoax-pushed-corrupt-scientists-hooked-government-grants/ 

Supporters of the carbon tax bill tout that it will strengthen efforts to severely reduce carbon dioxide, a gas we need to grow plants and produce more food. The only thing this bill has to do with the market is that it does business with snake oil salesmen! 

Unfounded, unproven alternative energy initiatives cripple the economy. They are underwritten by the government, using tax money to fund this pipe dream. A good example of this is Solyndra, Barry’s boondoggle: The manufacturer of advanced solar panels received a $535 million loan guarantee to build a factory outside of San Francisco. 

Solyndra went bankrupt in 2011 amid falling prices for solar panels, and has since served as the poster child for government policy gone bad. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solyndra 

Its assets were being auctioned off, and DOE is not expected to recover any meaningful amount of money. 

The executives at Solyndra, who contributed to BO’s presidential campaign, walked away with golden parachutes, while we got the shaft. 

We all suffer when the economy suffers, especially the homeless. The homeless are the canary in the mine, an early warning for an environment that can no longer sustain life. 

The government blocks energy production that works, just as Bucks County government blocks plans to create more shelter for the homeless. The free market has provided clean, affordable energy and has created legitimate jobs, not bogus energy jobs that are artificially propped up by the government. 

Taxing people for carbon emissions is counterproductive.  Why not start taxing human beings for emitting carbon dioxide? As the Beatles sang, Politicians want to tax just about everything!  https://www.bing.com/search?q=The+Beatles+Song+Taxman&FORM=EDGNCT&refig=81c122caa2b7453898edfe6c2247ab1b 

We need carbon dioxide, not snake oil from politicians and the media!