Tunnel Mole, Givin' It Up In The Tunnel
Nope, the Mole did not give birth to a litter since the last missive. I don't even know my holiday guests, much less share DNA with 'em. I did what so many are doing -- and the new administration is very much down with -- by forking out $2.87 a plate for the Star of Hope homeless mission's 2009 holiday season dinners.
Surely you've seen the Star of Hope's own little advertising cubicle in the Downtown Houston Tunnel System. (And no, it doesn't say "If you lived here, you'd be home by now.") We hear from highly reputable sources that the Star of Hope is one of the better-managed social service organizations in town, so we're happy to help 'em with their goal of serving some 101,010 plates between now and late December.
Of course, we don't mean that literally. On Thanksgiving afternoon, we'll be like most of the non-homeless: napping in the Barcalounger in front of the TV, with bits of pie crust adorning our bib and tucker. But our dreams will be sweeter 'cause we helped others get uncomfortably full.
You can do that too! Not with us, of course. We can't stand people, but we love humanity. So feel free to stay in your own house and send Star of Hope a check. The mission will take whatever denomination you want to spare. We already outspent the $34.44 we donated for 12 when we ordered a cake and a pie (for our own feasting) from the tunnel location of Treebeard's (713-752-2601; the deadline is for pickup Wednesday was yesterday, alas).
If you're one of those Scrooges who says, "I earned this on my own. I'm not paying for some bum," well, we'll try not to remind you of that after your karma catches up and you're sentenced to a federal prison for one white-collar crime or another. We hear the food at those places isn't even as good, but it costs the taxpayers -- and a heckuva lot more, at that.
Speaking of white-collar crime, do you know that at least Ken Lay, et al, donated to a lot of charities before they ran their company into the ground? True, a good amount of the largesse went to the arts, with social services begging as usual, but when Enron imploded, they felt the trickle down (or lack of it), just like thousands of others who lost their jobs and/or retirement nest eggs.
So what the Mole is saying is: Do unto others. And remember, we got a Community Organizer coming into the nation's highest office. It remains to be seen whether the meek will then at long last inherit the Earth, but meanwhile, it won't kill you to cough up $2.87 or some multiple thereof to www.sohmission.org. Remember that original star of hope oh-so-many years ago, and keep hope alive!
-- Tunnel Mole