No Room in the Inn
Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses
Were these words actually spoken of America of which Costa Mesa
is a city? What a bunch of useless words spoken to a now arrogant, proud
and defunct nation!!
yearning to be free.
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me.
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.
Jesus loves the poor, the maimed, the afflicted. What has given America
its substance and made it the envy of the world is the very fact that people
come, wretched and poor, and are given space to re-invent their lives, overcoming
Now, our city council, always with good intentions, of course, and
without the voice of the people, has put out an edict that has bound its
residents hand and foot. Their reason is to clean up the west side of Costa
Mesa. Of course, the developers are working hand-in-hand with the city government
to make sure we are all under this fable called "Let's make Costa Mesa city
a better place to live".
As I remember when America was yet struggling to become; before
the government became a big godfather under the pretense of making things
easy, we had families with fourteen children living in small unpretentious
homes. We had those who lived on the " other side of the tracks" of which
I was one. We were too poor to make our dwelling look like the "rich and
the famous". We had the beggars come to our door for food, which we always
had on hand willing to give. We had the homeless, the demented, the crippled,
the drunk - they were all part of the community.
We had women with children whose husbands had died, and they supported
the children by baking in their kitchens and the children sold the baked
goods. Now all that is taboo and the women are placed on Welfare. These small
beginnings many times grew into bakeries or other businesses which started
in the homes - like the well-known jellies on the market today. Far be it
for snooty Orange County to allow any small beginnings - the very seed that
produced our great country.
Now we have a Hitler mentality that says, "Let us rid the world
of the part of the human race we find inferior to us." And please, let us
have every blade of grass in its right place or our well manicured lawns
may get a citation from the ever watchful eye of the GG (godfather government.)
Shame on Costa Mesa and the hot shot lawmakers. Seems we once more
have no room in the inn for our lowly Saviour.