On my
way down Conner Street, a man standing on the corner in front of the Judicial
Center was illuminated in my headlights. He held a sign that read, “Christmas
is about Jesus.”
I smiled
sadly. I’ve grown cynical about those trying to enforce what this time of year
is “really all about.” But I also realize it’s no small matter to stand in the
rain in the dark flashing a religious placard at people, so I want to think
he’s sincere. Yet, what he means by “Jesus” may not be what I’m thinking of.
As
I drove on, the man and his sign disappearing in the rear view mirror, I thought
about the self-satisfied Christians I see around me, those who want to talk
endlessly about Jesus and yet eagerly and smugly spout half-truths and myths
about the poor. That hateful disconnect gnaws at me this time of year.
A lot
of people want to talk about Jesus but aren’t much interested in his teachings
about the poor. It’s an inconvenient truth to be glossed over while we think
about redemption.
Scanning
the talking heads on 24-hour news channels in recent years it was easy to find
the indignant, teeth-gritting insistence that welfare recipients be drug-tested.
The underlying suggestion: “They’re all lazy drug users, right? They’re not
getting my money to spend on drugs!” Never mind that states that have tested
found relatively few drug abusers and cost taxpayers far more than was saved by
creating a bureaucracy to administer the tests.
Yet,
another class of welfare recipient is let off the hook. Every time you buy food
or drink in a restaurant in the greater Indianapolis area you’re paying a tax
for Lucas Oil Stadium. Do we drug test the millionaires profiting from those
government handouts? Jim Irsay? Andrew Luck? The Lucas family? Our farmers also
take welfare checks, the checks we’ve given the clean name, “farm subsidy.” Why
aren’t we drug testing all of these people? They take government handouts just
as surely as welfare recipients.
We
might have scared Jim Irsay straight and actually saved taxpayers some money if
he were forced to reimburse us some of our tax dollars with his millions.
Funny
that once somebody has money in their pocket we stop asking questions. The
Jesus I read about didn’t. He started by doubting the people with money. I’m disheartened
that our secular impulse to hate the poor gets disconnected from our belief
that Christmas needs to be about a guy who urged us to love the poor.
Maybe
it’s because most people don’t know that the average family taking government
assistance has at least one adult working full time – but that job doesn’t pay
enough to live on. Yet we feel free to hold their feet to the fire, casting
them as lazy and suspected drug users while ignoring our farming and football
welfare queens.
In
the angry, carefully manufactured political emails that slither into my inbox,
I still hear welfare recipients stereotyped as the black inner city welfare
queen who wears a fur and drives to the grocery in her Cadillac to buy cigarettes,
booze and birth control with her food stamps.
When
you discover how easy it is to prove so many of these stereotypes wrong, you realize
that people don’t believe it accidentally, they’re not simply mistaken, they WANT
to believe these things. I guess most of the white, middle class Christians
sending me these hateful emails don’t realize that the average welfare
recipient isn’t black and inner city, but in fact white and rural.
Hoosier
humorist Kin Hubbard once wrote, “It’s no disgrace to be poor; but it might as
well be.” If Jesus was on Twitter, I bet he’d sound a lot like Kin Hubbard.
Of course most Christians care about the needy, offering assistance through their churches, Habitat for Humanity, and many, many other organizations. Still I puzzle over the anti-poor undercurrent found mostly in our political debates.
Of course most Christians care about the needy, offering assistance through their churches, Habitat for Humanity, and many, many other organizations. Still I puzzle over the anti-poor undercurrent found mostly in our political debates.
As
I scan social media, I routinely find little memes like the one at right posted
by good Christian folks. It’s got about it what Stephen Colbert calls
“truthiness;” sounds like it’s true, but it isn’t.
For
over 30 years America has been redistributing wealth – from low and middle-income
workers to those at the top.
Those
at the top of U.S companies – who in most cases do not own the companies they
work for, continue to pay themselves and their colleagues more and more and
more, while whittling away at pay and benefits for those at the bottom,
lobbying against unions, and against having to pay their fair share of taxes.
And this is so enshrined as a supposed moral foundation, if point it out you’ll
be accused of class warfare.
You
can’t multiply wealth by dividing it? That’s precisely what America did in the
1950s – you know, in the “good ‘ol days,” when the wealthy paid more than 90%
of their income in taxes and union membership was high. It was a time when the
difference between a CEO’s income and that of an entry-level worker was much
smaller than it is today. Much, much smaller.
And
the economy boomed. And the middle class grew.
The
author of this twisted list of 5 “truths,” and the endless number of folks who
shared it on their Facebook walls must not be aware that the average welfare
recipient takes welfare for a relatively short period of time and doesn’t in
fact live on it their whole life. Some do, but that’s not the norm.
And
the notion that half of the public believes, “they do not have to work because
the other half is going to take care of them,” is astonishing in its arrogance.
In that 50% of Americans are the elderly who spent their lives paying into
social security and are now drawing it (and still paying taxes), active duty
soldiers and vets getting promised pay their earned by protecting us (and still
paying taxes), and people getting unemployment benefits after paying
unemployment insurance taxes for years (and still paying taxes).
I
was told once that figures can lie and liars can figure. It’s one of the truest
things I ever heard.
When
your hatred gets so strong you lump the elderly, the soldier and the laid-off
worker into a bundle with the few who truly scam the system, well, you’re an
overachiever, though not a very admirable one.
But,
don’t forget, “Jesus is the reason for the season!”
This
blind hatred of the poor is what makes me sad when people say, “Christmas is
about Jesus,” because so many of them also refuse to embrace Jesus’ message
about the poor, instead happy to cast the poor in the ugliest of lights, holding
up the extreme worst and pretending it’s the norm.
In
a graduation speech in 1978, Hoosier bard Kurt Vonnegut said, “It is a tragedy,
perhaps, that human beings can get so much energy and enthusiasm from hate. If
you want to feel ten feet tall and as though you could run a hundred miles
without stopping, hate beats pure cocaine any day. Hitler resurrected a beaten,
bankrupt, half-starved nation with pure hatred and nothing more. Imagine that.”
It
is not helping the poor that will be the end of any nation, it is hatred.
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