I just saw on the news that the reverend Franklin Graham's religious charity has donated twenty armored ambulances to Israel.

It's a hell of a fucking life that needs that, and I'm grateful for the simple life I live here in the Gulf, even though a hurricane may be coming.

I met his father once in Reno, NV around 1965. I was a punk kid working as a bellman at the Holiday Inn and the place was buzzing one night about some special guests that wanted to remain anonymous. I got picked to serve them dinner so I delivered two meals to Billy Graham and his wife, both in their pajamas, and a couple meals going to the adjoining room where the kids were staying, Franklin Graham being one of them.

I have just one big fucking thing to say about this. I'm not a religious man, but I love and respect integrity, and I would bet my life that nobody is this family has ever attended a P-Diddy freak party!

This world is full of good and bad, and I would like to believe that I exist in the world of Good.