What the hell do you give 'em for the holidays?
Well, give 'em hell.
Or at least give some agitation at a helluva bargain price.
(Holidays are VERY SOON.)
It seems a rich man tried to get into heaven. But, you know, you don t just waltz through those Pearly Gates. No, an angel is standing outside there to review your life. Then St. Peter renders judgment on whether you get to come in or not.
The angel looked over this rich man s life and said: Why, you never did no good for nobody, why are you even here?
Because I m a philanthropist, he said. Yeah, in 1923, a widow woman needed carfare home, and I gave her a nickel.
So? asked the angel.
Well, again in 1933, I saw a poor man begging on the street, and I gave him a nickel, too.
The angel said, But that doesn t make up for a life of greed.
But don t you see, the rich man said, I have a consistent pattern of giving. In 1943, filled with the Christmas spirit, I went by that Salvation Army kettle, and I put a nickel in there.
The angel turned back to St. Peter and said, What in the world are we going to do with this man?
And St. Peter said, Give him back his 15 cents and tell him to go to Hell.
Well, it s the same in 1993.
This is Jim Hightower saying: I don t want charity. You don t want charity, and neither does the person over there.
What we want is a fair chance a chance to provide for our families, to have a good job at good wages, to get the loans we need to build a business and run our farms.
That s the American promise, and that s worth you and me fighting for.