Enter The Reformation

In a recent blog, I wrote about how the pilgrims did not go to America from England for religious freedom for the first time, but they had that in Holland and that they left Holland because they got sucked into the worldly, materialistic ways of the Dutch at that time.  

Before the Reformation came to the Netherlands in the mi-16th century, the Netherlands were not an independent country, much like England was in the colonial days before we kicked England out of our country. For a while, the Habsburg Dynasty of theocratic Catholic Spain gave the Dutch a lot of autonomy.  

As the Netherlands got richer, Spain wanted a cut. The Catholic theocracy was also nervous about the Reformation blooming in the Netherlands and started clamping its grip on the Dutch. The people of the Netherlands rebelled, and there was much bloodshed, persecution and war. In time, Spain lost and had to leave the Dutch alone, much as was the case in the American Revolution. 

The first influence in 16th century Netherlands was from mainly from the Anabaptists, a belief that was popular with the Dutch then.  Later Calvinism took root. The Calvinists, who were persecuted by the Catholics from Spain, fought back, and destroyed Catholic churches and images as well as their ideas. They took them down much like Bruce Lee took down the secret, evil fortress in Enter The Dragon. 


In the 17th century, the Netherlands became a hotbed, a strong fortress for the Reformation. 

Today, sadly, the imprint of the Reformation in the Netherlands is only a shell, symbolism over substance. 

We Are Therefore Christ’s Ambassadors

At the shared meal last Saturday at the Lutheran Church of God’s Love in Newtown, PA for the homeless and those in need, the pastor and two other hosts sat at our table to get to know us and were open to our concerns. They also socialized with the other guests. We were warmly welcomed and made to feel at home.  

There are other churches that hosts the meals who also warmly welcome and socialize with their guests, such as the Second Baptist Church of Bristol, Harriman UMC, Restoration Church, Calvary Baptist, Saint Marks AME in Newtown, and Calvary Full Gospel. 

There are other churches, however, that at some point became a bit callous towards the homeless and those in need. The Levittown Salvation Army Community Center is one of them. Most recently, the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, the guests were herded in and out like cattle!  The guests had to wait in a long line, like the soup line people had to wait in during the Great Depression in the cold to get into the meal. 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. A host that one former Salvation Army volunteer nicknamed “Queen Latifah” escorted the party I was in to assigned seats, as she did others.  

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! 

After experiencing abrupt rudeness and condescension repeatedly from the queen years ago, I stopped going for quite some time. I heard there was new leadership and that maybe the new leaders would put a leash on the queen, a member of a spurious aristocracy. As evidenced at the Thanksgiving meal, the status quo is pretty much still in place. I don’t plan to go back to the meals.  

The Levittown Church of God is another church that does not treat their guest right. Although we who come to the free shared homeless and needy meals appreciate being fed, some of us expressed outrage with the attitude of the host, namely the pastor, at a meal there back in February, 2019. Some people, including myself, have decided not to go back there. 

We he opened, he bragged that the church itself provided the meal.  “So when you give to the poor, do not sound a trumpet before you, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, so that they may be honored by men Truly I say to you, they have their reward in full.” Matthew 6:2.  

“Let another praise you, and not your own mouth; A stranger, and not your own lips.” Proverbs 27:2  

The host started taking up table cloths, chairs, and even tables not much past 6:30 p.m., as people were still eating. The meal is scheduled to run from 6 p.m. until 7 p.m. Guests were not let in until 6:05. One of the guests asked if the meal was supposed to end at 6:30 p.m.   “Don’t you see, everyone is leaving”, the pastor snapped.  Shortly thereafter, as I sat, wiping my mouth with a napkin, the pastor, standing opposite me said something like “hope you had a good meal; we’re breaking it down…”.  As I finished wiping my mouth, he flipped the table, abruptly folding it up, almost dropping it on my lap!    

As we moseyed towards the door, some of the hosts subtly pushed us out, as if we were cattle!  Movin’ movin’ movin’. Keep them doggies movin’. Keep them doggies movin’, rawhide…  Move ‘em out!  

Except for graciously and generously offering the guests food, the hosts did not interact with their guests as they have in the past.  In the past, the pastor and other hosts have reached out to others. On one occasion long ago I talked with the pastor about a problem, which was later resolved. 

Most of the churches that host the shared meals are gracious with their guests and socialize with them. The shared meals are an important ministry, where hosts can reach out to show Jesus to their guests and help people experiencing problems. 

In my book, the shared meals are one thing I write about.  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 

“We are therefore Christ’s ambassadors, as though God were making his appeal through us. We implore you on Christ’s behalf: Be reconciled to God.” -2 Corinthians 5:20 

Do Not Conform To This World!

The Pilgrims who landed on Plymouth Rock in 1620 didn’t go there to flee religious persecution from England. They already had freedom when they emigrated England and went to Amsterdam, Holland in 1607 and 1608. 

The problem the Pilgrims had in Holland that people, especially their children, were seduced into the mainstream culture there at the time. The kids just wanted to fit in and not be seen as odd. The children ignored their upbringing in the faith. Pilgrims were lured into sinful activities. Many pilgrims abused their new found freedom and tolerance. The Dutch children didn’t read their Bible and the pilgrims’ kids stopped reading their Bibles. They were taken in by their welcome grin! 


In the 1600s, Amsterdam grew in affluence and prosperity, and pilgrims grew along with them. They worked hard and long hours and didn’t make time for God.  Likewise, Christians in America prospered materially, but declined spiritually. In fact, there is a spiritual bankruptcy in America. There are preachers, like Joel Osteen and Creflo Dollar (who lives up to his name), who preach the prosperity doctrine. 

The affluence and prosperity – the worship of the almighty dollar – and diminishing spirituality, is evident during the Christmas season, as the crass commercial hawkers started well before Thanksgiving. Hallmark did some Christmas in July!  In Mel Brooks’ Silent Movie, the executives at Engulf & Devour bowed at the altar of the dollar, an idol set in a golden background, reverently saying “Oh mighty dollar, we pray to thee; without thee we would be in the crapper!” 


Jesus said the root of all evil is the love of money. 

Like the pilgrims in the Dutch city of Leyden, Christians in America are getting seduced by idols. And there are dire consequences. The Dutch, who were originally tolerant of the Pilgrims’ beliefs, became intolerant of them. This is the way the politically correct are today in our country. 

What we need today in America is to anchor to a Plymouth Rock and have Jesus as our rock. 

“Don’t copy the behavior and customs of this world, but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think. Then you will learn to know God’s will for you, which is good and pleasing and perfect.” -Romans 12:2

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! 

An Alternative To Mental Health Hustling

There are not only homeless in Bucks County, PA, but there are mental health hustlers.  

The hustlers have been reaching out to recruit the homeless in Bucks County in order to get a monopoly in the mental health industry. In May, 2017, funding for the Homeless Outreach Support Transition Program (HOST), a product of the Mental Health Association of Southeastern Pennsylvania was eliminated.  According to mental health hustler Keith Smothers, coordinator for the Projects for Assistance in Transitions from Homelessness Program (PATH), defunding HOST can adversely affect his program. 

PATH is a branch of the Penndel Mental Health Center. 

Now, State Representative John Galloway (D) is trying to bring mental health hustling to the schools. http://levittownnow.com/2019/10/29/state-rep-galloway-plans-two-bills-to-increase-mental-health-resources-for-students/ 

Like Penndel Mental Health Center, it appears that legal dope is going to be pushed to deal with schools’ mental health problems. Galloway proposed to use taxpayer money to deliver “telemedicine to school children”, as well as to spot and label those with mental problems and give them rides to get mental health services from the industry.   

I got an idea from a Monty Python skit, where a psychiatrist drives around like the ice cream man and rings his bell and shouts “psychiatrist…”  Maybe Mr. Galloway can drive a truck by the school, and from loudspeakers announce “mental health services!” 

Whatever happened parents nurturing their kids and talking with them about any problems they have? Of course it’s good to have support, but parents should take the lead and not be mentored by the school, exclusively. It’s not the school’s job to raise your kids!   

My daughter went to preschool whose name started with cooperative. The parents get involved – helping in the class and going on field trips with their children. In a higher grade, the DARE program came to her school. At a meeting, the DARE officer presented a triangle, where the parents, the school, and the police work together to keep the kids on the straight and narrow. 

When I was in school, we had guidance counselors, who supplemented the parents. At one point in high school I considered quitting school.  The first thing my counselor asked me was “what would you do if someone gave you a million dollars and you could tell everyone to go to…”  I told him that’s what I would do.  He explained that schooling is more than preparing to get a job and that “man is an educated animal.”   

My Dad read me the riot act about dropping out of school. He graphically described the kids of gross jobs I would get. 

Between the guidance counselor and my Dad, I decided to stay in school and get my high school diploma. While in the Navy, where I went shortly after I graduated from high school, I had time to think. When I got out of the Nav, I went to college and got a degree. Although I’ve had to struggle to find a good job with having a liberal arts degree, I was glad I continued my education and become an educated animal. 

Back before Bible reading a prayer was taken out of the public schools, when I went to school with Fred Flintstone in the Yabba Dabba Doo School District, we didn’t have the major problems that schools have today. No school shootings, major drug problems, etc.   

People have been taking the initiative to bring God back into the schools. Many schools have See You At The Pole (SYATP), where students meet at the flagpole at schools the fourth Wednesday every September to pray and talk about God.  

Following on the heels of SYATP is the Bring Your Bible To School Day in October, sponsored by Focus On The Family. Neither of these programs were not initiated by politicians, but by grass roots citizens and private faith organizations. These are the kinds of things we need to help people. 

To learn about the silent war between the mental health hustlers and people of faith in Bucks County in regard to helping the homeless read: 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