I have a friend who is president of his homeowners association in the Dallas, Texas suburbs. They were having a terrible problem with litter near some of his association's homes. The reason according to my friend is that six very large, luxurious new houses are being built right next to their community. The trash was coming from the Mexican laborers working at the construction sites and included bags from McDonald's, Burger King and 7-11, plus coffee cups, napkins, cigarette butts, coke cans, empty bottles, etc. He went to see the site supervisor and even the general contractor, politely urging them to get their workers not to litter the neighborhood, to no avail. He called the city, county, and police and got no help there either. So here's what his community did. They organized about twenty folks, named themselves The "Inner Neighborhood Services" group, and arranged to go out at lunchtime and "police" the trash themselves. It is what they did while picking up the trash that is so hilarious. They bought navy blue baseball caps and had the initials "INS" embroidered in gold on the caps. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to understand what they hoped people might mistakenly think the letters really stand for... After the Inner Neighborhood Services group's first lunch time pickup detail, with all of them wearing their caps and some carrying cameras, 46 out of the total of 68 construction workers did not show up for work the next morning -- and haven't come back yet. It has been ten days now. The General Contractor, I'm told, is madder than he**, but can't say anything publicly because he could be busted for hiring illegal aliens. My friend and his bunch can't be accused of impersonating federal personnel, because they have the official name of the group recorded in their homeowner association minutes along with a notation about the vote to approve formation of the new subcommittee -- and besides, they informed the INS in advance of their plans, and according to my friend, the INS said basically, "Have at it!" SO, FOLKS, I THINK YOU COULD SAY THAT TEXAS INGENUITY TRIUMPHS AGAIN! Reminder: Don't forget to pay your taxes... 12 million illegal aliens are depending on you. After hearing they want to sing the National Anthem in Spanish - enough is enough. Nowhere did they sing it in Italian, Polish, Irish (Celtic), German or any other language because of immigration. It was written by Francis Scott Key and should be sung word for word the way it was written. I'm NOT sorry if this offends anyone because this is OUR COUNTRY - IF IT IS YOUR COUNTRY SPEAK UP. Come through like everyone else. APPLY FIRST - have a place to lay your head; have a job; pay your taxes, live by the rules AND LEARN THE LANGUAGE as all other immigrants have in the past! Think about this: If you don't want to share this for fear of offending someone -- YOU'RE PART OF THE PROBLEM! It is Time for America to Speak up. No wonder California is in such financial trouble! Calling an illegal alien an 'undocumented immigrant' is like calling a drug dealer an 'unlicensed pharmacist.'

Andy Rooney says: (Even if he didn’t say it. It needed to be said, and said loudly!!) I don't believe in Santa Claus, but I'm not going to sue somebody for singing a Ho-Ho-Ho song in December. I don't agree with Darwin, but I didn't go out and hire a lawyer when my high school teacher taught his Theory of Evolution. Life, liberty or your pursuit of happiness will not be endangered because someone says a 30-second prayer before a football game. So what's the big deal? It's not like somebody is up there reading the entire Book of Acts. They're just talking to a God they believe in and asking him to grant safety to the players on the field and the fans going home from the game. But it's a Christian prayer, some will argue. Yes, and this is the United States of America and Canada, countries founded on Christian principles. According to our very own phone book, Christian churches outnumber all others better than 200-to-1. So what would you expect -- somebody chanting Hare Krishna? If I went to a football game in Jerusalem, I would expect to hear a Jewish prayer. If I went to a soccer game in Baghdad, I would expect to hear a Muslim prayer. If I went to a ping pong match in China , I would expect to hear someone pray to Buddha. And I wouldn't be offended. It wouldn't bother me one bit. When in Rome ..... But what about the atheists? Is another argument. What about them? Nobody is asking them to be baptized. We're not going to pass the collection plate. Just humour us for 30 seconds. If that's asking too much, bring a Walkman or a pair of ear plugs. Go to the bathroom. Visit the concession stand. Call your lawyer! Unfortunately, one or two will make that call. One or two will tell thousands what they can and cannot do. I don't think a short prayer at a football game is going to shake the world's foundations. Christians are just sick and tired of turning the other cheek while our courts strip us of all our rights. Our parents and grandparents taught us to pray before eating, to pray before we go to sleep. Our Bible tells us to pray without ceasing. Now a handful of people and their lawyers are telling us to cease praying. God, help us. And if that last sentence offends you, well, just sue me. The silent majority has been silent too long. It's time we tell that one or two who scream loud enough to be heard that the vast majority doesn't care what they want.

It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?' He smiled as he patted my hand and said, 'She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is.' I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arms, and thought, 'That is the kind of love I want in my life.' True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be. With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is one that comes along that has an important message. This is one of those. The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have. 'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, But how to dance in the rain

May the Lord open up The windows of heaven And pour you a blessing That you will not have room Enough to receive it all. May the Lord bless You exceedingly and abundantly, Above all you could ever hope for. May the Lord bless you That you may walk in a Financial overflow. May you fall in love with Him For the rest of your days In the Name of Jesus. Amen!

Here is the link to Linda Ellis's Poem Inside Out

There is much being said today about gun control and gun registration. I will start this comment by quoting Thomas Jefferson. He said that free men must be armed and stay armed to stay free. This nation was freed from England by the way of gun. Slavery was defeated by the way of gun. In World War II, the Japanese and Germans were defeated by the gun and now enjoy unlimited freedom. Hussein was defeated by the gun. No tyranny has ever given in without a fight. Thomas Jefferson also said that there would always be those who would usurp your freedom if you were weak and defenseless. Passing any law that curtails your possession of a weapon gives an advantage to the criminals. By making stringent laws for registration, it will wind up making half or more of the population law breakers as most people will not comply ether by their belief in the Constitution or negligence. Sweden and Switzerland were not invaded by Hitler…why? Politics, for several reasons. However, both countries had a citizen military, and there was a weapon assigned to every male of age, plus there was no gun registration for private guns. All the other nations the Germans military had to do was take the list and go to your house to take your gun. If you didn’t have it, you would be arrested or shot. Chilling, isn’t it? And more chilling is the fact that some of our lawmakers would put your name on a national gun law list. This list will be in every law enforcement agency in the nation and many foreign countries. The criminals will have a field day with them. Only the very dumb would believe that they won’t fall in the wrong hands. There are those who would make you believe that guns are evil. People are evil, not guns. It’s the people who misuse guns who should be banned! Hershell Smith From Fitzgerald ga

Having four visiting family members, the wife was very busy, so I offered to go to the store for her to get some needed items, which included light bulbs, paper towels, trash bags, detergent, and Clorox. So off I went. I scurried around the store, gathered up my goodies, and headed for the checkout counter, only to be blocked in the narrow aisle by a young man who appeared to be about sixteen-years-old. I wasn't in a hurry, so I patiently waited for the boy to realize that I was there. This was when he waved his hands excitedly in the air and declared in a loud voice, "Mommy, I'm over here" It was obvious now, he was mentally challenged, and also startled as he turned and saw me standing so close to him, waiting to squeeze by. His eyes widened and surprise exploded on his face as I said, "Hey Buddy, what's your name?" "My name is Denny and I'm shopping with my mother," he responded proudly. "Wow," I said, "that's a cool name; I wish my name was Denny, but my name is Steve." "Steve, like Stevarino?" he asked. "Yes," I answered. "How old are you Denny?" "How old am I now, Mommy?" he asked his mother as she slowly came over from the next aisle.. "You're fifteen-years-old Denny; now be a good boy and let the man pass by." I acknowledged her and continued to talk to Denny for several more minutes about summer, bicycles, and school. I watched his brown eyes dance with excitement because he was the center of someone's attention. He then abruptly turned and headed toward the toy section. Denny's mom had a puzzled look on her face and thanked me for taking the time to talk with her son. She told me that most people wouldn't even look at him, much less talk to him. I told her that it was my pleasure and then I said something I have no idea where it came from, other than by the prompting of the Holy Spirit. I told her that there are plenty of red, yellow, and pink roses in God's Garden; however, "Blue Roses" are very rare and should be appreciated for their beauty and distinctiveness. You see, Denny is a Blue Rose and if someone doesn't stop and smell that rose with their heart and touch that rose with their kindness, then they've missed a blessing from God. She was silent for a second, then with a tear in her eye she asked, "Who are you?" Without thinking I said, "Oh, I'm probably just a dandelion but I sure love living in God's garden." She reached out, squeezed my hand, and said, "God bless you!" and then I had tears in my eyes. May I suggest that the next time you see a BLUE ROSE, don't turn your head and walk off. Take the time to smile and say Hello. Why? Because, by the grace of GOD, this mother or father could be you. This could be your child, grandchild, niece, or nephew. What a difference a moment can mean to that person or their family. From an old dandelion!

On a Saturday afternoon, in Washington, D. C., an aide to House Speaker Nancy Pelosi visited the Bishop of the Catholic cathedral in D.C. He told the Cardinal that Nancy Pelosi would be attending the next day's Mass, and he asked if the Cardinal would kindly point out Pelosi to the congregation and say a few words that would include calling Pelosi a saint. The Cardinal replied, "No. I don't really like the woman, and there are issues of conflict with the Catholic Church over certain of Pelosi's views." Pelosi's aide then said, "Look. I'll write a check here and now for a donation of $100,000 to your church if you'll just tell the congregation you see Pelosi as a saint." The Cardinal thought about it and said, "Well, the church can use the money, so I'll work your request into tomorrow's sermon." As Pelosi's aide promised, House Speaker Pelosi appeared for the Sunday worship and seated herself prominently at the forward left side of the center aisle. As promised, at the start of his sermon, the Cardinal pointed out that Speaker Pelosi was present. The Cardinal went on to explain to the congregation, "While Speaker Pelosi's presence is probably an honor to some, the woman is not numbered among my personal favorite personages. Someof her most egregious views are contrary to tenets of the Church, and she tends to flip-flop on many other issues. Nancy Pelosi is a petty, self-absorbed hypocrite, a thumb sucker, and a nit-wit. Nancy Pelosi is also a serial liar, a cheat, and a thief. I must say, Nancy Pelosi is the worst example of a Catholic I have ever personally witnessed. She married for money and is using her wealth to lie to the American people. She also has a reputation for shirking her Representative obligations both in Washington , and in California. The woman is simply not to be trusted." The Cardinal concluded, "But, when compared with Obama and Senators Harry Reid and Barney Frank, House Speaker Pelosi is a saint."

A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door! He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting, 'What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?' The young boy was apologetic. 'Please, mister...please, I'm sorry but I didn't know what else to do,' He pleaded. 'I threw the brick because no one else would stop...' With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car. 'It's my brother, 'he said 'He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up.' Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, 'Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me.' Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat... He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay. 'Thank you and may God bless you,' the grateful child told the stranger. Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy! push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home... It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: 'Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!' God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us. It's our choice to listen or not. Thought for the Day: If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it. If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it. He sends you flowers every spring. He sends you a sunrise every morning Face it, friend - He is crazy about you! God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.

Dear Moby, My husband, Don, listens to your program every morning and loves your show. One day you talked about crochet becoming a dying art. He requested I make a pair of booties and doily for you. You are correct in saying that crocheting is a dying art form. I do not know a single person who crochets with thread. My mother began making the baby booties over 58 years ago when she was pregnant with my brother. The booties became sort of a ministry for her as she prayed over each pair, asking that God bless the baby that wore them. At the moment she didn’t know who the booties would go to. Her booties have been sent all over the world and especially to women who wanted to get pregnant and were having some difficulties. Mom died on June 7, 2010 and dad followed shortly after on June 21. I wanted to continue her legacy of crocheting the delicate booties. I suppose you could say she passed the mantel to me. I hope that you and your wife enjoy the doily as much as I enjoy doing the handwork. I pray the booties bless some sweet baby. Please continue to speak out for our wonderful nation and our dedicated soldiers. God Bless, Don and Barbara White

When Obama wrote a book and said he was mentored as a youth by Frank, (Frank Marshall Davis) an avowed Communist, people said it didn't matter. When it was discovered that his grandparents, were strong socialists who sent Obama's mother to a socialist school where she was introduced to Frank Marshall Davis. He was later introduced to young Barrack Hussein Obama People said it didn't matter. When people found out that Barrack Hussein Obama was enrolled as a Muslim child in school and his father and stepfather were both Muslims, people said it didn't matter. When he wrote in another book he authored "I will stand with them (Muslims) should the political winds shift in an ugly direction" people said it didn't matter. When he admittedly, in his book, said he chose Marxist friends and professors in college-- people said it didn't matter. When he traveled to Pakistan , after college on an unknown national passport, people said it didn't matter. When he sought the endorsement of the Marxist Party in 1996 as he ran for the Illinois Senate, people said it doesn't matter. When he sat in a Chicago Church for twenty years and listened to a preacher spew hatred for America and preach black liberation theology, people said it didn't matter. When an independent Washington organization, that tracks Senate voting records, gave him the distinctive title as the "most liberal senator," people said it didn't matter. When the Palestinians in Gaza set up a fund raising telethon to raise money for his election campaign, people said it didn't matter. When his voting record supported gun control, people said it didn't matter. When he refused to disclose who donated money to his election campaign, as other candidates had done, people said it didn't matter. When he received endorsements from people like Louis Farrakhan and Mummar Kadaffi and Hugo Chavez, people said it didn't matter. When it was pointed out that he was a total newcomer and had absolutely no experience at anything except community organizing, people said it didn't matter. When he chose friends and acquaintances such as Bill Ayers and Bernadine Dohrn who were revolutionary radicals, people said it didn't matter. When his voting record in the Illinois senate and in the U.S. Senate came into question, people said it didn't matter. When he refused to wear a flag, lapel pin, and did so only after a public outcry, people said it didn't matter. When people started treating him as a Messiah and children in schools were taught to sing his praises, people said it didn't matter. When he stood with his hands over his groin area for the playing of the National Anthem and Pledge of Allegiance, people said it didn't matter. When he surrounded himself in the White house with advisors who were pro-gun control, pro- abortion, pro-homosexual marriage and wanting to curtail freedom of speech to silence the opposition people said it didn't matter.. When he said he favors sex education in Kindergarten, including homosexual indoctrination, people said it didn't matter. When his personal background was either scrubbed or hidden and nothing could be found about him, people said it didn't matter. When the place of his birth was called into question, and he refused to produce a birth certificate, people said it didn't matter. When he had an association in Chicago with Tony Rezco--a man of questionable character and who is now in prison and had helped Obama to a sweet deal on the purchase of his home-- people said it didn't matter. When it became known that George Soros, a multi-billionaire Marxist, spent a ton of money to get him elected, people said it didn't matter. When he started appointing White House Czars that were radicals, revolutionaries, and even avowed Marxist/Communist, people said it didn't matter. When he stood before the Nation and told us that his intentions were to "fundamentally transform this Nation" into something else, people said it didn't matter. When it became known that he had trained ACORN workers in Chicago and served as an attorney for ACORN, people said it didn't matter. When he appointed cabinet members and several advisors who were tax cheats and socialists, people said it didn't matter. When he appointed a Science Czar, John Holdren, who believes in forced abortions, mass sterilizations and seizing babies from teen mothers, people said it didn't matter. When he appointed Cass Sunstein as Regulatory Czar who believes in "Explicit Consent," harvesting human organs without family consent, and allowing animals to be represented in court, while banning all hunting, people said it didn't matter. When he appointed Kevin Jennings, a homosexual, and organizer of a group called gay, lesbian, straight, education network as Safe School Czar and it became known that he had a history of bad advice to teenagers, people said it didn't matter. When he appointed Mark Lloyd, as Diversity Czar, who believes in curtailing free speech; taking from one and giving to another to spread the wealth; who supports Hugo Chavez, people said it didn't matter. When Valerie Jarrett was selected as Obama's Senior White House Advisor and she is an avowed Socialist, people said it didn't matter. When Anita Dunn, White House Communications Director said Mao Tse Tung was her favorite philosopher- - and the person she turned to most for inspiration, people said it didn't matter. When he appointed Carol Browner as Global Warming Czar, and her being a well known socialist working on Cap and trade as the nations largest tax, people said it doesn't matter. When he appointed Van Jones, an ex-con and avowed Communist as Green Energy Czar, who since had to resign when this was made known, people said it didn't matter. When Tom Daschle, Obama's pick for health and human services secretary could not be confirmed, because he was a tax cheat, people said it didn't matter.. When as President of the United States , he bowed to the King of Saudi Arabia , people said it didn't matter. When he traveled around the world criticizing America and never once talking of her greatness, people said it didn't matter. When his actions concerning the Middle-East seemed to support the Palestinians over Israel , our long time ally, people said it doesn't matter. When he took American tax dollars to resettle thousands of Palestinians from Gaza to the United States , people said it doesn't matter. When he upset the Europeans by removing plans for a missile defense system against the Russians, people said it doesn't matter. When he played politics in Afghanistan by not sending troops early-on when the Field Commanders said they were necessary to win, people said it didn't matter. When he started spending us into a debt that was so big we could not pay it off, people said it didn't matter. When he took a huge spending bill under the guise of stimulus and used it to pay off organizations, unions, and individuals that got him elected, people said it didn't matter. When he took over insurance companies, car companies, banks, etc., people said it didn't matter. When he took away student loans from the banks and put it through the government, people said it didn't matter. When he designed plans to take over the health care system and put it under government control, people said it didn't matter. When he claimed he was a Christian during the election and tapes were later made public that showed Obama speaking to a Muslim group and 'stating' that he was raised a Muslim; was educated as a Muslim; and that he is still a Muslim-- people said it didn't matter. When he set into motion a plan to take over the control of all energy in the United States through Cap and Trade, people said it didn't matter. When he finally completed his transformation of America into a Socialist State, people finally woke up--- but it was too late.

Moby, I've had a couple of people come up to me recently to ask me if I've heard your recent opinions on babies nursing in public. I also understand you've found a tune to help further your cause. Moby, your words influence too many people to be putting negative stuff like that out there. Do you realize that some may choose not to nurse their babies at all bc of fear of how people like you might react. Does it really mean that much to you to contribute in denying children their GOD GIVEN RIGHT? Every year, babies in the US alone die from complications of formula feeding. When a woman nurses her baby she is potentially extending not only her baby's life, but her own. These are research-based facts. I don't listen to you on the radio but I used to. So, I'm not likely to hear any response you voice on the air. I am a lactation professional and work 40+ hours a week educating, promoting and supporting breastfeeding for the state of Georgia. Come on, Moby! How about a little healthy debate. Liane C. Varnes, CLC Breastfeeding Peer Counselor No need for a debate on it, Liane. You & I both agree that children must be nourished, as well as tenderly nurtured. Certainly, breast feeding is a natural process. However, there are many, many “natural” things we shouldn’t do in public. Like you, I encourage new mothers to breast feed their gifts from God, but I believe they should excuse themselves from view prior to the process. Even though you choose not to listen to me or my show, I sincerely thank you for contributing to a simple “Small Town Soap Box.” I’m sure those you know that DO listen, can tell you what THAT is. God bless you & your family. Yeah baby, MOBY ==============================================================================Thanks for the cordial response. However, Moby, you must understand that this particular issue is a huge barrier to getting the nourishment and nurturing babies deserve. Just for a minute, put yourself in a young mom's place. If you had to go "hide behind the door" every time your baby nursed, how long do you think you'd keep it up? (As long as I continued to love my baby, I’d keep it up, I suspect.) Imagine, friends over to watch a movie or play games -- baby wants to nurse -- everyone has to either sit and wait for mom to return (You’d be at home. Feed your baby when it’s hungry it any manner you choose.) Or, maybe mom is out to eat with friends, or at the movies. Same, same. (This is where we don’t agree. It’s not the same.) I could go on, Moby, but you must see that expecting women to hide while they are doing something that they should be darned proud of oppresses them. It's back to being barefoot and pregnant. Come on, Moby! Open up and give a little. This has nothing to do with being "natural." It has to do with being NORMAL. Now, if it makes you uncomfortable to know that a woman is nursing in public -- is it bc it is hard for you to not look and that is the issue? I can understand that. But, I hold that the more we treat this as normal the less it will make people uncomfortable. God Bless You, Moby. But, with all due respect, you need to reconsider this. Liane C. Varnes, CLC Breastfeeding Peer Counselor (I’ll give in on this. But if they’re gonna do it in the food court, I’m probably gonna look.)

Here is the link to this morning's Small Town Soapbox by Linda Ellis. Her Turn

I went to the Lord’s clinic to have my routine check-up, and confirmed I was ill. Jesus took my blood pressure and He saw I was low on tenderness. When He took my temperature, the thermometer registered 40 degrees of anxiety. He ran an electrocardiogram, and found that I needed several “Love bypasses” since my arteries were blocked by loneliness, and could not provide for an empty heart. I went to Orthopedics, because I could not walk by my brother’s side, and I could not hug my friends, since I had fractured myself when tripping with envy. He also found I was short-sighted since I could not see beyond the shortcomings of my brothers & sisters. When I complained about deafness, the diagnosis was that I had stopped listening to Jesus’ voice talking to me on a daily basis. For all that, Jesus gave me a free consultation thanks to his mercifulness. So, my pledge is, once I leave this clinic, to only take the natural remedies He prescribed through His words of truth: Every morning take a glassful of gratitude. When getting to work, take one spoonful of peace. Every hour, take one pill of patience, one cup of brotherhood, and one glass of humility. When getting home, take one dose of love. When going to bed, take two caplets of clear conscience. Do not give into sadness or desperation for what you’re going through today. God knows how you feel… God knows exactly and with perfection, what is being allowed to happen in your life at this precise moment. God’s purpose for you is simply perfect. He wants to show you things that only you can understand by living what you are living, and by being in the place you are in now. May God give you….. For every storm, a rainbow. For every tear, a smile. For every care a promise. And a blessing in each trial. For every problem life sends, a faithful friend to share, For every sigh, a sweet sweet song. And an answer for every prayer.