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 I’m Dreaming of a Right ChristmasPosted on Dec 23, 2010
By Nora Eisenberg A new take on an old song to help make Christmas and all our days bright with what’s right. Tired of a Christmas season of buying and waste, religious intolerance and social indifference? Of the right-wing claiming a monopoly on what’s right and the left accused of moral bankruptcy? Let’s raise our voices this holiday season and sing of age-old dreams of what is kind, just and really right. White Christmases are scarce as the Earth warms, but justice, fairness and caring for one another and the planet, which are at the heart of Christmas and other holidays of the season, are more essential than ever. I’m dreaming of a right Christmas, I’m dreaming of a right Christmas I’m dreaming of a right Christmas I’m dreaming of a right Christmas I’m dreaming of a right Christmas Nora Eisenberg’s work has appeared in the Village Voice, Tikkun, the Los Angeles Times, the Nation, Alternet and the Guardian UK. She is the recipient of the 2004 Gold Prize in Fiction from Foreword, the weekly of independent publishing. Her most recent novel, “When You Come Home” (Curbstone, 2009), explores the legacy of the 1991 Gulf War near and far.
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By ThomasG, December 26, 2010 at 6:59 pm Link to this comment
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Christmas comes but once a year,
And when it comes it brings a tear,
For in your pocketbook it leaves
A gaping hole, I do perceive,
That leaves it low, low, low for us
And Ho, Ho, Ho for Merchants just.
——Thomas G. Miller
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By sue J, December 24, 2010 at 10:40 am Link to this comment
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I am dreaming of a real christmas, where dreams really do come true.
Report thisWhere children listen to old folks who know,
that when corporations who have no conscience make all of our decisions, we no longer have the right to choose.
Our wildlife is sacrificed for money, our old people are shuffled off to Alzheimer’s units and drugged until almost death, and then held in limbo on life support whilest the rich just take and take some more.
I am dreaming of a world where people care about lives instead of bank accounts, where the homeless are given a share.
Not our good old boys, they have all the dough and mean to make us all slaves, until the trumpets bray and their day doeth come when they will be called out to play, what a surprise it’ll be for them all when they meet swords when their rescue ships come to take them away to destroy yet another brave new frontier.
By gerard, December 23, 2010 at 11:57 pm Link to this comment
I had a dream the other night,
Lowlands, away my John.
A crowd of friends in fields all bright.
Lowlands, away.
Their hearts were warm and vision clear,
Lowlands, away my John.
Their minds were calm. They felt no fear. ,
Lowlands, away.
When I awoke to face the day,
Lowlands, away my John.
I wished that fast asleep I’d stay,
Lowlands, away.
The feeling atill lives in my heart,
Lowlands, away, my John.
From such a place I’d never part!
Lowlands, away.
(Words written for the New Year, based on the old sea chantey and an actual dream) Happy New Year
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