I was spoon-feeding my Mom oatmeal, at 5:15am this morning (Thursday, June 3, 2010, she has cancer), when I had an epiphany: some young people love and support Obama, still, although he's surrounded himself with communists and socialists, because they're stupid. [I know they're not stupid; they're just ignorant. They don't care enough about some important things enough to become involved and educated about them.] They're all "Jay Walkers" who don't know what a cockamamie commie or socialist is. But they do know, you can bet your cucarachas, the lyrics to every song by Lady Gaga. The thing I don't understand is why intelligent people still love and admire him.
Why is it okay with these people to have a communist as a czar in the United States government? Why is it okay that everyone in Obama's adminstration is a socialist? Why is it okay that Obama is at odds with the majority of America people on virtually every major issue in the country? The only two answers I have is that they feel the same as he does on all the issues: they are philosophically aligned. The other answer is that Obama's admirers are too naive to entertain the possibility that he is capable of attempting to overthrow the government of the United States.
Obama lives by Saul Alinsky's Rules for Radicals the way Christians live by the Holy Bible. Anyone who disagrees has not examined the life of Barack Obama or paid attention to his actions, words, or behavior.
Get on board the "What's Happenin'" train, young people, and save America, before its too late. God bless those of you who work hard, study hard, volunteer for charity work, honor your Mother and Father, treat everyone with respect, for you will be the ones who restore the United States to its former glory and eminence. Not Lady Gaga, Matt Damon, George Clooney, Angelina Jolie, Michael Jordan, or Tiger Woods. You will be the ones...you will be the ones.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Liberal Groups Want FCC to Police Rush Limbaugh, Talk Radio, Cable News
Liberal Groups Want FCC to Police Rush Limbaugh, Talk Radio, Cable News
A coalition of more than 30 mostly liberal organizations has sent a letter to the Federal Communications Commission urging the agency to monitor “hate speech” on talk radio and cable news networks.
I saw a movie last week, starring Mel Gibson and Robert Downey, Jr. Downey's character criticized Gibson's character, for being uncharacteristic, as a Buddhist. To which Gibson's character replied: "I never said I was a good Buddhist". I'm a Christian, but let me preface the following, by saying, I never said I was a good Christian. It's difficult for me not to call Obama, his czars, the liberal media, and some actors in Hollywood, the names I'd like to call them, just for the biological pleasure of doing so. The Lord lost His temper in the temple, so maybe He, having experienced the feeling that provoked His anger, will have mercy on me, in mine. I'll ask His forgiveness later. As you read the letter below, just remember: I'm a Christian, but I never said I was a good Christian.
The following is a letter I e-mailed to the FCC.
Don't let Obama put your a-- in a sling. If Limbaugh and talk shows limited in speech, someday the streets will be covered in blood. Americans will take only so much of Obama's arrogance and strong-arming. If you limit the speech of Limbaugh, you'd d--- well better take Jon Stewart, David Letterman, the Huffington Post, the New York Times, Hollywood, most comedians, MSNBC, Chris Matthews, Matt Damon, most atheists, illegal aliens demonstrating against Arizona, Bill Maher (Christian-hater), idiots in the pop music industry, and many others, with him. Those are the sources of most hate speech.
I worked in radio in the '60s; and I respected the FCC for it's discipline in forbidding profanity on our nations air waves. I respected its integrity. I hope you do nothing to alter my opinion of your venerated institution.
Obama is not a God. His ineptitube as a leader becomes more apparent every day. Do not allow yourselves to be in awe of this man. Someone once said, concerning Christians, that if you are an idiot, and you become "saved", you're just a "saved idiot". It's the same with the presidency: If you're an idiot, and you become President of the United States, you're just an idiot President of the United States.
Citizens will not stand for suppression of free speech!!!
A coalition of more than 30 mostly liberal organizations has sent a letter to the Federal Communications Commission urging the agency to monitor “hate speech” on talk radio and cable news networks.
I saw a movie last week, starring Mel Gibson and Robert Downey, Jr. Downey's character criticized Gibson's character, for being uncharacteristic, as a Buddhist. To which Gibson's character replied: "I never said I was a good Buddhist". I'm a Christian, but let me preface the following, by saying, I never said I was a good Christian. It's difficult for me not to call Obama, his czars, the liberal media, and some actors in Hollywood, the names I'd like to call them, just for the biological pleasure of doing so. The Lord lost His temper in the temple, so maybe He, having experienced the feeling that provoked His anger, will have mercy on me, in mine. I'll ask His forgiveness later. As you read the letter below, just remember: I'm a Christian, but I never said I was a good Christian.
The following is a letter I e-mailed to the FCC.
Don't let Obama put your a-- in a sling. If Limbaugh and talk shows limited in speech, someday the streets will be covered in blood. Americans will take only so much of Obama's arrogance and strong-arming. If you limit the speech of Limbaugh, you'd d--- well better take Jon Stewart, David Letterman, the Huffington Post, the New York Times, Hollywood, most comedians, MSNBC, Chris Matthews, Matt Damon, most atheists, illegal aliens demonstrating against Arizona, Bill Maher (Christian-hater), idiots in the pop music industry, and many others, with him. Those are the sources of most hate speech.
I worked in radio in the '60s; and I respected the FCC for it's discipline in forbidding profanity on our nations air waves. I respected its integrity. I hope you do nothing to alter my opinion of your venerated institution.
Obama is not a God. His ineptitube as a leader becomes more apparent every day. Do not allow yourselves to be in awe of this man. Someone once said, concerning Christians, that if you are an idiot, and you become "saved", you're just a "saved idiot". It's the same with the presidency: If you're an idiot, and you become President of the United States, you're just an idiot President of the United States.
Citizens will not stand for suppression of free speech!!!
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
TRUE, FUNNY, KINSTON, N.C. STORIES~VOL. 1
My dad told me this true story that took place in the Forties...
My dad, Allen James “Jay” Ball, was in Lovick’s Cafe, in Kinston, sitting at the front counter. A man walked in and sat down close to my dad at the counter. The man behind the counter said: “Can I help you? The man replied, gruffly: “Give me a sandwich.” The man behind the counter said: “What kind of sandwich?” The man replied: “I don’t care--just fix me a sandwich.” So the guy fixed him a sandwich. When he placed it on the counter, the customer said, rudely: “I don’t want that sandwich.”
All the while this conversation was taking place, my dad was taking it in. He interrupted saying: “You ordered that sandwich now you eat it.” The man said: “Whata ya mean?” My dad, pretty upset by the man’s rude behavior said: “I said, you told the man that you wanted a sandwich and you didn’t care what kind of sandwich, so now; you eat it!”
The man, figuring my dad was serious, picked up his sandwich, moving further down the counter next to another man. He looked at the guy, sitting there quietly, and said: “I’m gonna have ta whip his a-- before I leave here.” The man said calmly: “You mean that man right there?” nodding towards my dad. The troublemaker said: “Yeah.” The quiet onlooker hauled off, and without any warning, punched the guy right in the face, knocking him onto the floor of Lovick’s Cafe.
The man didn’t know it, but the guy he’d been grumbling to, about my dad, saying he was going to have to “whip his a--”--was my dad’s brother--my Uncle “D.J.”
“THE LORD TOLD ME…”
At a church service, in Kinston, North Carolina, in the ‘70s, a prominent church member stood up, announcing to the preacher and the congregation, The Lord told me that the church needs to pray for brother “so-and-so.” A lady quickly spoke up, saying to the prominent church member: “Brother “so-and-so” is dead.”
THE TWO LADIES WITH HARRY
Wanting to acknowledge visitors at his church, in Kinston, North Carolina, the preacher addressed them saying: “Will the two ladies with Harry Butz please stand up?”
My dad, Allen James “Jay” Ball, was in Lovick’s Cafe, in Kinston, sitting at the front counter. A man walked in and sat down close to my dad at the counter. The man behind the counter said: “Can I help you? The man replied, gruffly: “Give me a sandwich.” The man behind the counter said: “What kind of sandwich?” The man replied: “I don’t care--just fix me a sandwich.” So the guy fixed him a sandwich. When he placed it on the counter, the customer said, rudely: “I don’t want that sandwich.”
All the while this conversation was taking place, my dad was taking it in. He interrupted saying: “You ordered that sandwich now you eat it.” The man said: “Whata ya mean?” My dad, pretty upset by the man’s rude behavior said: “I said, you told the man that you wanted a sandwich and you didn’t care what kind of sandwich, so now; you eat it!”
The man, figuring my dad was serious, picked up his sandwich, moving further down the counter next to another man. He looked at the guy, sitting there quietly, and said: “I’m gonna have ta whip his a-- before I leave here.” The man said calmly: “You mean that man right there?” nodding towards my dad. The troublemaker said: “Yeah.” The quiet onlooker hauled off, and without any warning, punched the guy right in the face, knocking him onto the floor of Lovick’s Cafe.
The man didn’t know it, but the guy he’d been grumbling to, about my dad, saying he was going to have to “whip his a--”--was my dad’s brother--my Uncle “D.J.”
“THE LORD TOLD ME…”
At a church service, in Kinston, North Carolina, in the ‘70s, a prominent church member stood up, announcing to the preacher and the congregation, The Lord told me that the church needs to pray for brother “so-and-so.” A lady quickly spoke up, saying to the prominent church member: “Brother “so-and-so” is dead.”
THE TWO LADIES WITH HARRY
Wanting to acknowledge visitors at his church, in Kinston, North Carolina, the preacher addressed them saying: “Will the two ladies with Harry Butz please stand up?”
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
SARAH PALIN: THE WRATH OF FAR-LEFT LIBERALS
I've never, in my lifetime, seen anyone treated as cruelly as Sarah Palin, in America. The fact that Palin is an evangelical Christian, an accomplished public servant, a good mother, and good wife, makes the hatred of her critics all the more horrific, shameful, and perplexing. The America I grew up in, in the 1950s and 1960s, no longer exists. Common sense, integrity, and morality are no longer popular concepts among many Americans.
When I was a boy, It was not okay for a young girl to lift her t-shirt to partially expose her breasts on national TV. It was not okay for a President of the U.S. to behave like a dictator.
Hollywood is mad, as in certifiable. From a headline: May 17, 2010 | 1:06 PM ET
Woody Allen says President Obama should be granted dictatorial powers (seriously)! Once, there was no more ardent fan of Woody Allen than I, but then some of his movies became sexually deviant. Then he took nude photos of his lover, Mia Farrow's, adopted daughter and subsequently married her. The lack of integrity in Hollywood is surpassed only by its narcissism and inflated sense of self-importance and relevance.
We are travelling down a dangerous road my friends. A nation so divided cannot long reign as a super power. A nation with no moral absolutes is destined to wind up on the trash heap of former nations of glory and power.
When I was a boy, It was not okay for a young girl to lift her t-shirt to partially expose her breasts on national TV. It was not okay for a President of the U.S. to behave like a dictator.
Hollywood is mad, as in certifiable. From a headline: May 17, 2010 | 1:06 PM ET
Woody Allen says President Obama should be granted dictatorial powers (seriously)! Once, there was no more ardent fan of Woody Allen than I, but then some of his movies became sexually deviant. Then he took nude photos of his lover, Mia Farrow's, adopted daughter and subsequently married her. The lack of integrity in Hollywood is surpassed only by its narcissism and inflated sense of self-importance and relevance.
We are travelling down a dangerous road my friends. A nation so divided cannot long reign as a super power. A nation with no moral absolutes is destined to wind up on the trash heap of former nations of glory and power.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
BEACH MUSIC LEGEND, JACKIE GORE, TO SING MY SONG, PRODUCED BY BEACH LEGEND, JOHNNY BARKER
I was born in Kinston, North Carolina, on April 19, 1948. My family and many of my relatives lived on French Lane, where many of the poorest white folk of Kinston lived.
My grandparents, Vaden and Addie Powell were devout Christians. They out-lived four of their ten children.
Dad, Allen James Ball, aka "Jay" and "AJ", moved our family from Kinston, in 1955, to Greenville, N.C. We lived there for only a few months, moving to Washington, N.C., where we lived until 1972. In 1972, we moved back to Kinston.
I played in junior and high school band, in Washington; and started playing in my Dad's band, at Whichard's Beach, when I was 13-years old. I volunteered to join the army, on September 12, 1966, at Ft. Bragg, upon graduation.
I attended Little Creek Naval School of Music, in Norfolk, Virginia, from November 1966, until May 1967. I was then stationed at Ft. Bragg, N.C., with the 440th Army Band. There, I played in the 440th jazz band as well. The jazz ensemble toured eastern North Carolina, playing in high schools, including my alma mater, Washington, N.C. My tour of duty ended on September 11, 1969, after which I enrolled at East Carolina University, in Greenville, N.C., December 1969.
I've struggled since then to become a successful songwriter, working as a professional musician since 1971.
After an unremarkable nine-month stint as a college student, ( I didn't take algebra, algebra took me!)I dropped out of college to manage, and perform in, a 7-piece, variety music band.
Since my Mother became plagued by seizures, in 2004, and later cancer, in 2009, I've been full-time care giver for my Mom, and my Dad, (Dad died on July 10, 2008), in Britthaven of Snow Hill nursing home, at age 86.
Mama just turned 83 on May 14, 2010. On June 10, 2009, a Kinston oncologiist, from India, prophesied my mother's death, saying she had "six months to live." The prophesy was delivered in a startling, cold, unsympathetic manner. The oncologist never once smiled during his meeting with my Mom, my brother, and me.
Thoroughly disgusted with "smiling-boy," I found oncologist Dr. James N. Atkins, of Goldsboro, N.C. He's a wonderful doctor, greatly admired by everyone who's had the fortune to know him or be treated by him. He bears a remarkable resemblance to Dr. House, on the TV series of the same name. The similarities end there. He's a gifted professional who, along with superb treatment, offers hope to his patients, as much as is reasonable and realistic.
Jackie Gore is well-known in the field of beach music and music styles beyond. He's an exemplary performer, guitarist, singer, and songwriter. Jackie is recording a beach music song of mine, "Cuddle Up". Johnny Barker, superb keyboardist, singer, songwriter, and producer, is producing the song. Jackie wrote the beach music anthem "I Love Beach Music". Johnny wrote the beach music classic "Summertime's Calling Me". I'm looking forward, with much anticipation, to hearing the song, which I've placed in such capable hands. Despite the fact that they, like me, are musicians and ne'er-do-wells, they are gentlemen and just plain, good ol', North Carolina boys. They remind me of the guy who said: "I put my pants on, one leg at a time, like everyone else. The only difference is: I write hit songs".
My home recording of "Cuddle Up" has, as of today, Friday, May 21, 2010, amassed 25, 267 views, since August 21, 2009 {A lot for an unknown artist with a poorly recorded, home-recorded demo}.
Jackie and Johnny are part of the new beach music group, Legends of Beach. You can find their videos on youtube. You can find my videos on youtube, as well, at the URLs below:
ALLEN BALL ~ CUDDLE UP {Posted August 21, 2009}
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oUa6g0BMITE
ALLEN BALL
http://www.youtube.com/user/19271948
My grandparents, Vaden and Addie Powell were devout Christians. They out-lived four of their ten children.
Dad, Allen James Ball, aka "Jay" and "AJ", moved our family from Kinston, in 1955, to Greenville, N.C. We lived there for only a few months, moving to Washington, N.C., where we lived until 1972. In 1972, we moved back to Kinston.
I played in junior and high school band, in Washington; and started playing in my Dad's band, at Whichard's Beach, when I was 13-years old. I volunteered to join the army, on September 12, 1966, at Ft. Bragg, upon graduation.
I attended Little Creek Naval School of Music, in Norfolk, Virginia, from November 1966, until May 1967. I was then stationed at Ft. Bragg, N.C., with the 440th Army Band. There, I played in the 440th jazz band as well. The jazz ensemble toured eastern North Carolina, playing in high schools, including my alma mater, Washington, N.C. My tour of duty ended on September 11, 1969, after which I enrolled at East Carolina University, in Greenville, N.C., December 1969.
I've struggled since then to become a successful songwriter, working as a professional musician since 1971.
After an unremarkable nine-month stint as a college student, ( I didn't take algebra, algebra took me!)I dropped out of college to manage, and perform in, a 7-piece, variety music band.
Since my Mother became plagued by seizures, in 2004, and later cancer, in 2009, I've been full-time care giver for my Mom, and my Dad, (Dad died on July 10, 2008), in Britthaven of Snow Hill nursing home, at age 86.
Mama just turned 83 on May 14, 2010. On June 10, 2009, a Kinston oncologiist, from India, prophesied my mother's death, saying she had "six months to live." The prophesy was delivered in a startling, cold, unsympathetic manner. The oncologist never once smiled during his meeting with my Mom, my brother, and me.
Thoroughly disgusted with "smiling-boy," I found oncologist Dr. James N. Atkins, of Goldsboro, N.C. He's a wonderful doctor, greatly admired by everyone who's had the fortune to know him or be treated by him. He bears a remarkable resemblance to Dr. House, on the TV series of the same name. The similarities end there. He's a gifted professional who, along with superb treatment, offers hope to his patients, as much as is reasonable and realistic.
Jackie Gore is well-known in the field of beach music and music styles beyond. He's an exemplary performer, guitarist, singer, and songwriter. Jackie is recording a beach music song of mine, "Cuddle Up". Johnny Barker, superb keyboardist, singer, songwriter, and producer, is producing the song. Jackie wrote the beach music anthem "I Love Beach Music". Johnny wrote the beach music classic "Summertime's Calling Me". I'm looking forward, with much anticipation, to hearing the song, which I've placed in such capable hands. Despite the fact that they, like me, are musicians and ne'er-do-wells, they are gentlemen and just plain, good ol', North Carolina boys. They remind me of the guy who said: "I put my pants on, one leg at a time, like everyone else. The only difference is: I write hit songs".
My home recording of "Cuddle Up" has, as of today, Friday, May 21, 2010, amassed 25, 267 views, since August 21, 2009 {A lot for an unknown artist with a poorly recorded, home-recorded demo}.
Jackie and Johnny are part of the new beach music group, Legends of Beach. You can find their videos on youtube. You can find my videos on youtube, as well, at the URLs below:
ALLEN BALL ~ CUDDLE UP {Posted August 21, 2009}
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oUa6g0BMITE
ALLEN BALL
http://www.youtube.com/user/19271948
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