This week, in the spirit of Hannukah and Christmas — but not Kwanzaa, which seems like a self-centered made-up holiday — we are talking about giving. And, I guess, taking, if you’re on the receiving end.
“Give till it hurts,” some say, but that doesn’t seem sustainable. So, my advice is: don’t.
I once handed money to a bum in Manhattan, but my college girlfriend, who lived there, told me I was dumb to. That hurt.
You can’t talk about giving without talking about Ebenezer Scrooge, which shows the genius of Charles Dickens. I like all his books. You should read all of them. When you’re done doing that, remember to come back and comment below.
In closing, I’d remind you that the quality of mercy is not strained, although spaghetti sauce often is. If you have any questions, please address them to Walrus, who probably makes a damn good sauce. What with all the interns.


