I lived in a one bedroom one bathroom garden level apartment in Lakewood, Colorado for a couple of years. I finished up the 80s there. And I started out the 90s there. During my first summer, in that complex, I noticed oodles of rainbows after the almost daily short summer rains. And that inspired me to write a song called Rainbow City.

The only recording I have of the song is an MP3 demo version. And when you hear it (and listeners of the power of God’s love podcast can hear it), you’ll notice two voice styles. Because I had intended to make it a collaborative project with another singer. And I wanted to send the demo to him with a different voice, so he could hear where his part would be.

That never happened. So, I just ended up with a funky little demo. And I thought about that old song today as I watched the sun finally emerging after two days of heavy rains here along the Emerald coast. I don’t really see rainbows here like I did in Colorado. And I miss that.

So, I guess that got me feeling nostalgic and I figured I’d share the lyrics to…

Why does everybody worry?

Don’t you see? We’re living in Rainbow City.

How can anybody profit?

I know it’s cold out there…I’ve been to that empty place,

inst…repeat chorus    © 1990 TF

All these years later, the so-called lgbtq movement has attempted to hijack the meaning of rainbows. But, as a Christian, I know it will always be a covenant God made with us. He said He would never again flood the entire earth. And that the bow in the sky, after a rain, would be a sign of His covenant with us. Now, that’s a beautiful use of beautiful colors. Too bad some try to pervert it.

In the end, that won’t work out well for them.

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My brother and I had a two-week booking in Erie, Pennsylvania. And we had just arrived. We unloaded our music gear and clothes and took them into the hotel. But I left a few boxes and assorted items in the back of my pickup. Because it was our first night in town. And we were tired from a long drive. Plus, the truck was parked inside the hotel’s “secure” lot for guests. So, no problem, right?

The next morning I went down to my pickup to go somewhere for lunch. And, as I approached the pickup, I noticed the hatch lift to my topper was open. Not a good sign. When I went around to look, I found papers and all sorts of things torn and tossed all around. Some of my personal property, including a can with a substantial amount of coins, was gone. As you might guess, I was livid.

Side note: synonyms for livid (and they all apply): furious, angry, infuriated, irate, fuming, raging, seething, incensed, enraged, angered, beside oneself, wrathful, ireful, maddened, cross, annoyed, irritated, exasperated, indignant; informal mad, boiling, wild, seeing red, hot under the collar, up in arms, foaming at the mouth, on the warpath, steamed up

If you’ve never felt violated like that, consider yourself fortunate. When someone crosses the line of your property, even if it’s in the back of your car or pickup, that’s already a violation. But when they steal what you’ve worked hard for, that’s an exponential increase to the violation.

Because, of course, nothing was ever recovered. And my insurance wouldn’t cover it because they said I hadn’t properly protected my property. So, property lost. Lividity vented. And lesson learned.

But one of the reasons I brought this up is because of how many Americans don’t seem to even feel the slightest bit violated by criminals crossing our property lines. And so many Americans aren’t livid about how much of our money is stolen, by our own government, to give to those criminals. It’s demented, despicable, and devoid of intelligence.

Trillions of dollars in debt. And yet, somehow, politicians find a way to take YOUR money and give it to criminals. Yes, criminals. Every single person who crosses property lines (aka: the border) without going through the gate, is a criminal.

I don’t care if it’s a family of four who want “a better life.” And I don’t care if it’s a guy who “just wants to get a better job so he can take care of his family.” When you enter someone’s property without an invitation, you ARE a criminal!

But no problem. Right? Or, should I say, “no problemo?”  It’s just people moving from one place to another. Hey, I’ve done that a lot of times. And each one of those times was to set up something better.

So, what makes me think I can move around to different parts of the world and others can’t? Nothing. I never said that. But the difference is, I didn’t cross somebody’s property lines illegally. And I didn’t steal money from other people in order to make my move.

Because I was born into a country where I was at least free enough to pursue my dreams and goals. But even if I wanted to go live somewhere else in the world, I’d be sure to follow their rules for entry and citizenship. As long as they didn’t violate basic human rights to life and liberty, no problem.

So, there you have it. From feeling violated in Erie, Pennsylvania to an eerie violation of our national sovereignty. Do I know how to rant or what?!

Speaking of ranting. Here are the lyrics to a song I wrote after the incident in Erie.

Sometimes this world brings my bad side out.

And it’s just like the drifting of the sand,

Sometimes I need just to air things out.

Repeat chorus…inst…ad lib chorus to end

© 1989 Tony Funderburk

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I don’t know why it is. But fat, old guys seem to be the typical Harley riders. And before you look for the page turn or delete button, I’m not gonna ramble on about fat, old guys on motorcycles. I’m sure you’ve seen your share. And you’d probably like to talk about almost anything else.

And even worse than that, they’re walkin’ down the street naked. Now, that’s not your typical scene. Except, it IS starting to get a whole lot more typical. And it’s happening with the approval of large crowds of men, women, AND children (although I doubt the kids had any choice in the matter).

This past weekend (6/23-6/25) a Bud Light sponsored, so-called “Pride Parade” in Toronto (that’s in Canada, for the geographically challenged) included nudists. It wasn’t the first parade to include them. And I’m sure it won’t be the last. In fact, I suspect they’ll be included in more and more parades as the tolerance and diversity wing of the so-called “justice system” sees nothing and knows nothing.

I’m deeply saddened for my country and continent. Because America was the last ray of hope for morality and respect for God. But that ray is flickering out. It used to be that morally bankrupt people preferred the dark of night because of their despicable behavior. But now, they proudly parade around in the daylight.

I read a report that said, “Another video emerged showing another act that occurred happened in the parade: participants in drag danced with their breasts exposed to the audience.” And the report continued with, “Other videos show a group of naked men playing and rinsing themselves off alongside a fountain surrounded by kids. Meanwhile, a stage, clearly adorned with Bud Light branding, featured scantily clad dancers wearing fishnets, nipple stickers, and strange sock-like masks.”

After all, if I don’t wanna watch, I can just not go. Or change the channel. Yeah, I could just move on with a “nothing to see here” attitude. But there’s one catch. Jesus said to “love your neighbor as yourself.” And I love myself enough to take eternal life where I can find it. So, I want my “neighbors” to experience it, too.

Of course, I won’t even try to force anyone to believe in eternal life AND that it can only be found in Jesus. I couldn’t make them do that even if I DID try. But I’ll never give up recommending it to them. And I’ll never give in and simply tolerate their despicable behavior. They certainly don’t tolerate my Christian faith. And that’s the height, width, and depth of their hypocrisy.

Naturally (and I use that word because it fits perfectly) the tolerance that’s “preached” in “pride parades” has no actual boundaries. So, as more and more sin is accepted, it gets more and more depraved.

Fat old guys (and women, and young ones, too), parading around naked in front of children is bad. But, if that behavior is left unchecked and unpunished, to quote BTO, “you ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”

The web page, with the report of this awful news, included some ironically humorous bullet point ads. I copied them and pasted them, verbatim, here:

“Urologist: Enlarged Prostate? Do This Immediately (Genius!)”

“Big Belly? Take This Before Bed And Lose Up To 52 lbs In 10 Days”

So, I guess even naked, fat, old guys (and/or those who cheer them on) have health and vanity issues. One day, if they don’t turn to God for help with their hardened hearts, they’ll wish for the days when they only had belly fat and prostate problems.

I long for the day when I won’t feel compelled to speak out against men and women who prey on, and even murder, little children. And I look forward to an eternal future when none of those people who hate God will ever trouble me, or anyone who loves Him, again.

AND I know that day is coming. Because, even right here in the middle of an overflowing ocean of darkness, the Light of God’s love, shines with inextinguishable power. For anyone who cares to see it.

Worldliness; don’t let your joy turn into heaviness!

Stay tuned,

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Alabama is one of those states in the so-called Bible Belt. So, it might surprise you to hear that even in small towns, in Alabama, police have to deal with perverts. Yeah, even in public shopping areas. In broad daylight (is there a such thing as narrow daylight?)

For example, check out what police said in this headline from one of those small towns:

“…dozens of people are victims of man who sexually pleasured himself in public stores.”

But, in the very first sentence, under that headline, there’s a clue as to why perverts are doing these things on a huge scale. The news article said…

“Police say dozens of people across our area are victims of 23 -year-old Marcus McKillion. He’s charged with public indecency after they say he performed various sexual acts in public places. He was arrested today and taken to jail. Tonight, police want to jeep him behind bars. So far, 2 victims have come forward. Investigators believe there are more. They say they need more victims to come forward to keep McKillion behind bars.”

Police need “more victims to come forward to keep McKillion behind bars.” Yeesh. I gotta break that down a little bit. Because there are some layers to that irritating onion.

Keeping perverts behind bars does not solve the problem. And they have “2 victims” and plenty of video evidence. And that’s enough to hand down a serious sentence on this perv. You don’t need “more victims” to prove the crime. So, this 23 year old perpetrator/perv should have already faced his charge, heard his sentence, and experienced his punishment.

But we don’t have an actual justice system in America.

We just have a system that pads the pockets of lawyers and judges and other “law system” workers.

So, we not only get perverted perpetrators, but we get repeat perverted perpetrators. Yeah, the headline I shared is from this week. But the scumbag was also “taken into custody” back in May for doing the same thing in a Walmart. AND there’s evidence he did the same thing back in January. Another police department sergeant said “He had exposed himself to a victim. There are multiple videos, and it is despicable and disturbing.”

The article added that there have been “Dozens of victims in 5 months.”

But a police chief said, “So, it’s my intent to prosecute every single case that we can make on him, and we can only do that if the victims come forward.”

The article also said

“Right now, McKillion has 2 misdemeanor charges for public indecency, which means he’s eligible for bond.” The police chief said, “People who commit these type crimes have a high tendency to do them again.” Uh…ya think?

Then, get this, the authorities admit, “There’s a lot of these videos that depict very explicit things that he was doing in public… the videos were showing that he was more brazen per video there are victims that are victims of more than just indecent exposure.”

And THEN there’s the big “I” word: “IF that’s the case, he says, sexual assault charges could come out of this case.

Police officials said, “If you saw something, don’t stay silent.”

And I say, since you DID see something, punish the perv.

Ironically, the vast majority of people in America will say I’m hard-hearted. And they’ll call me a bigot or racist because I’d dare to call for the public punishment of a flagrant pervert. And they’ll say stupid stuff like “Who are you to judge?” Or “You don’t know the whole story.” Or pick your regurgitated sound bites.

But I predict that, if my suggestion doesn’t become the norm (and I’m under no delusion that it will), you can expect small towns to become reduced reflections of big cities. The process started long ago.

Do you think we should just accept that sort of behavior as we shop in local markets?

After all, the man who’s “pleasuring himself” in front of you (and even in front of your kids) is just doing what’s right in his mind. Yeah, come to think of it, who am I to judge? Well, I’m a son of the one, true, living, loving God of creation.

There’s that, for starters.

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