On November the 3rd, The Pearl District in Portland had their annual tree lighting ceremony. Right 2 Survive and Right 2 Dream Too held a vigil right in front of the tree. We had about 25 to 30 people attend the vigil and surround Joe Walsh and his friend as they took on the roles of the houseless that will die this winter due to cold temperatures and wet weather. Recently, the city of Portland put huge rocks underneath a freeway bridge swept all the people destroyed the only belongings they had. Three days later Alvin Smith died from the cold. Alvin became homeless after his wife died he couldn’t keep with the bills. These are the tactics they use to keep the poor poor. Rocks. Spraying the sidewalks at night. Waking people up and making them move every two hours. Giving them citations because they have no where to go. Many of us had candles and all of us listened to a heart tugging song about a houseless man who freezes to death because he had no place to go, sang by our dear friend Rachael.
We also handed out fliers educating the public about both of our groups missions and some facts about houselessness. Over all the reception from people was heart felt. However, the Pearl Santa turned out to be more of a Scrooge or Grinch than a jolly St. Nick!!! The Pearl Santa, who did not look or act like “Santa” said ” Santa wants to listen to the carolers take your protest somewhere else. I will call 911.” He then ran off to the police on horses told them… and nothing happened the police rode off and Santa was left with us still. One kid about 4 or 5 asked “Why is Santa calling the police on the homeless?” Yes Santa why???
Here is a song dedication to Pearl Santa:
The Grinch’s Theme Song by Christmas Carols
You’re a mean one, Mr. Grinch
You really are a deel,
You’re as cuddly as a cactus, you’re as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch,
You’re a bad banana with a greasy black peel!
You’re a monster, Mr. Grinch
Your heart’s an empty hole,
Your brain is full of spiders, you’ve got garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch,
I wouldn’t touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You’re a vile one, Mr. Grinch
You have termites in your smile,
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch,
Given the choice between the two of you, I’d take the seasick crocodile!
You’re a foul one, Mr. Grinch
You’re a nasty wasty skunk,
Your heart is full of unwashed socks,
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote,
“Stink, stank, stunk”!
You’re a real meany, Mr. Grinch
You’re the king of sinful sots,
Your heart’s a dead tomato splotched with
Moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch,
Your soul is an appalling dump heap
Overflowing with the most disgraceful
Assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots!
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch
With a nauseous super “naus”,
You’re a crooked jerky jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch,
You’re a three decker sauerkraut and
Toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!