Taken from: Health Sciences Institute.

  FDA Under Fire??

Earlier this month, Rep. Stupak made a bold suggestion: Don't fill the FDA Commissioner's spot with any current senior FDA employees.

As reported in PharmaTimes, Rep. Stupak states that agency senior staff members are "too close with the industries they regulate, creating a question of whom they are working for."

Well put! But here's the slammer: "The subcommittee's investigations revealed how the current FDA senior management blocked clinical trials, drove dedicated medical professionals out of the agency and lined their pockets with outrageous bonuses."

And he adds, "The agency has abandoned its core mission of protecting Americans from contaminated food, unsafe drugs and medical devices."

Congratulations, Rep. Stupak. You've got the FDA down cold.

PharmaTimes reports that Rep. Stupak and several other Congressmen may be backing Peter Rost for the top spot. At first, this seems like a daring choice. Rost, once a Pfizer VP, is now embroiled in whistleblower litigation with his former company.

Apparently Mr. Rost has seen the light and come over from the Dark Side. But really...could a former drug company executive be trusted to lead the FDA? I have my doubts. I also have another idea...

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I'd like to place a name in nomination for FDA chief: Dr. David Graham.

Dr. Graham is a longtime FDA insider who I've featured in several e-Alerts. Now some might see that FDA connection as a strike against him, but I don't think so.

You want whistleblowing? In 2004, Dr. Graham told his supervisors at the FDA that Vioxx was a dangerous drug that prompted thousands of heart attack deaths. Contrary to the agency's official position on Vioxx, he advised banning of the drug.

When Congress investigated the Vioxx mess, Dr. Graham not only revealed the sordid truth about the drug, he also exposed the FDA's hand in the matter, stating: "The FDA, as currently configured is incapable of protecting America against another Vioxx. We are virtually defenseless."

Time and again, Dr. Graham has been the loudest voice warning about unsafe drugs, such as the antibiotic Omniflox (pulled from the market in 1992), Rezulin (a diabetes drug pulled in 2000), and others.

For doing his job, Dr. Graham has often been publicly criticized by officials in his own agency. So within the halls of the FDA, I expect Dr. Graham would be considered the worst possible Commissioner. Which is why I believe he would be the best possible Commissioner.

From Health Sciences Institute

Meanwhile, the FDA kept everyone laughing this year - laughing to keep from crying, that is. Here are just a few of the agency's misadventures in 2008:

OK, if this doesn't consume your day, I don't know what will. FUN

Could use a few more bullets in that gun!!!

DEER HUNTING GAME

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There comes a point in your life when you realize

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Your donation needed

I have the distinguished honor of being on the Committee to raise $5,000,000 for a monument of Hillary R. Clinton.   We originally wanted to put her on Mt. Rushmore until we discovered there was not enough room for two more faces.

We then decided to erect a statue of Hillary in the Washington , D.C. Hall Of Fame.

We were in a quandary as to where the statue s hould be placed. It was not proper to place it beside the statue of George Washington, who never told a lie, or beside her husband William J. Clinton, who never told the truth, since Hillary could never tell the difference.

We finally decided to place it beside Christopher Columbus, the greatest Democrat of them all.  He left not knowing where he was going, and when he got there he didn't know where he was.  He returned not knowing where he had been, and did it all on somebody else's money.

Thank you,

Hillary R. Clinton Monument Committee

P.S. The Committee has raised $1.35 so far

Angels Explained By Children

I only know the names of two angels, Hark and Harold.

-Gregory, 5

Everybody's got it all wrong. Angels don't wear halos anymore. I forget why, but scientists are working on it

-Olive, 9

It's not easy to become an angel! First, you die. Then you go to Heaven, and then there's still the flight training to go through. And then you got to agree to wear those angel clothes.

-Matthew, 9

Angels work for God and watch over kids when God has to go do something else.

-Mitchell, 7

My guardian angel helps me with math, but he's not much good for science.

-Henry, 8

Angels don't eat, but they drink milk from Holy Cows!!!

-Jack, 6

When an angel gets mad, he takes a deep breath and counts to ten. And when he lets out his breath, somewhere there's a tornado.

-Reagan, 10

Angels have a lot to do and they keep very busy. If you lose a tooth, an angel comes in through your window and leaves money under your pillow. Then when it gets cold, angels go south for the winter.

-Sara, 6

Angels live in cloud houses made by God and his son, who's a very good carpenter.

-Jared, 8

All angels are girls because they gotta wear dresses and boys didn't go for it.

-Antonio, 9

My angel is my grandma who died last year. She got a big head start on helping me while she was still down here on earth.

- , 9

Some of the angels are in charge of helping heal sick animals and pets. And if they don't make the animals get better, they help the child get over it.

-Vicki, 8

What I don't get about angels is why, when someone is in love, they shoot arrows at them.

-Sarah, 7

Matt 12:18 Behold, my servant whom I have chosen,my beloved in whom I delight.

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Catholics in England during the period 1558 to 1829 were prohibited by law to practice their faith either in public or private. It was illegal to be Catholic until Parliament finally emancipated Catholics in England in 1829.

"The Twelve Days of Christmas" was written in England as one of the "catechism songs" to help young Catholics learn the basics of their faith. In short, it was a coded-message, a memory aid. Since the song sounded like rhyming nonsense, young Catholics could sing the song without fear of imprisonment. The authorities would not know that it was a religious song.

"The 12 Days of Christmas" is in a sense an allegory. Each of the items in the song represents something significant to the teachings of the Catholic faith. The hidden meaning of each gift was designed to help Catholic children learn their faith. The better acquainted one is with the Bible, the more these interpretations have significance.

The "true love" mentioned in the song doesn�t refer to an earthly suitor, but it refers to God Himself. The "me" who receives the presents refers to every baptized person. i.e. the Church.

So the next time you hear "the Twelve Days of Christmas" consider how this otherwise non-religious sounding song had its origins in keeping alive the teaching of the Catholic faith. 

THIS IS HAPPENING RIGHT HERE IN OUR OWN COUNTRY!

We Must Stop This Immediately !

Have you noticed that stairs are getting steeper . Groceries are heavier . And, everything is farther away. Yesterday I walked to the corner and I was dumbfounded to discover how long   our street had become!

And, you know, people are less considerate now, especially the young ones. They speak in whispers all the time! If you ask them to speak up they just keep repeating themselves, endlessly mouthing the same silent message until they're red in the face! What do they think I am, a lip reader?

I also think they are much younger than I was at the same age. On the other hand, people my own age are so much older than I am. I ran into an old friend the other day and she has aged so much that she didn't even recognize me.

I got to thinking about the poor dear while I was combing my hair this morning, and in doing so, I glanced at my own reflection well, REALLY NOW - even mirrors are not made the way they used to be!

Another thing, everyone drives so fast these days! You're risking life and limb if you happen to pull onto the freeway in front of them. All I can say is, their brakes must wear out awfully fast, the way I see them screech and swerve in my rear view mirror.

Clothing manufacturers are less civilized these days. Why else would they suddenly start labeling a size 10 or 12 dress as 18 or 20? Do they think no one notices? The people who make bathroom scales are pulling the same prank. Do they think I actually 'believe' the number I see on that dial? HA! I would never let myself weigh that much! Just who do these people think they're fooling?

I'd like to call up someone in authority to report what's going on -- but the telephone company is in on the conspiracy too: they've printed the phone books in such small type that no one could ever find a number in there!

All I can do is pass along this warning:
WE ARE UNDER ATTACK!

Unless something drastic happens, pretty soon everyone will have to suffer these awful indignities.

PLEASE PASS THIS ON TO EVERYONE YOU KNOW AS SOON AS POSSIBLE SO WE CAN GET THIS CONSPIRACY STOPPED!

You've seen the commercial..a beautiful tomato is in a green bad, and one along side of it...It has totally rotted away, while the other looks fresh as new..Tis true thus far....but... if they were to cut it open...it is as rotten as the other!!!

  Had 10 pounds of bananas for $10.00...I thought to give some away, put most in a green bag, that I wouldn't b opening every day, the rest in another green bag for eating evry day!!

I ate 4, but they were beginning to gt soft, the day I took one out of the other green bag...squishy and runny, yet looked fresh as new.  All of them...rotten!!! yet looking fresh!!! Don't rely on them for storage...it don't work!!!

Psalm 51:12 A clean heart create for me, O god...

My forgetter's getting better, 
But my rememberer is broke 
To you that may seem funny 
But, to me, that is no joke 

For when I'm 'here' I'm wondering 
If I really should be 'there' 
And, when I try to think it through, 
I haven't got a prayer! 

Oft times I walk into a room, 
Say 'what am I here for?' 
I wrack my brain, but all in vain! 
A zero, is my score. 

At times I put something away 
Where it is safe, but, Gee! 
The person it is safest from 
Is, generally, me! 

When shopping I may see someone, 
Say 'Hi' and have a chat, 
Then, when the person walks away 
I ask myself, 'who was that?' 

Yes, my forgetter's getting better 
While my rememberer is broke, 
And it's driving me plumb crazy 
And that isn't any joke. 

CAN YOU R ELATE???& nbsp;   &n bsp;
  Please send this to everyone you know 
because 

 I  D ON'T  R EMEMBER 
W HO  I   S ENT  T HIS  T O !

My forgetter's getting better, 
But my rememberer is broke 
To you that may seem funny 
But, to me, that is no joke 

For when I'm 'here' I'm wondering 
If I really should be 'there' 
And, when I try to think it through, 
I haven't got a prayer! 

Oft times I walk into a room, 
Say 'what am I here for?' 
I wrack my brain, but all in vain! 
A zero, is my score. 

At times I put something away 
Where it is safe, but, Gee! 
The person it is safest from 
Is, generally, me! 

When shopping I may see someone, 
Say 'Hi' and have a chat, 
Then, when the person walks away 
I ask myself, 'who was that?' 

Yes, my forgetter's getting better 
While my rememberer is broke, 
And it's driving me plumb crazy 
And that isn't any joke. 

CAN YOU R ELATE???& nbsp;   &n bsp;
  Please send this to everyone you know 
because 

 I  D ON'T  R EMEMBER 
W HO  I   S ENT  T HIS  T O !

Santa Claus, like all pilots, gets regular visits from the Federal Aviation Administration, and the FAA examiner, Orton, arrived last week for the pre-Christmas check ride.

In preparation, Santa had his elves wash the sled and bathe all the reindeer.

Santa got his logbook out and made sure all his paperwork was in order. He knew they would examine all his equipment and truly put Santa's flying skills to the test.

The examiner walked slowly around the sled.  He checked all the reindeer harnesses, the landing gear, and even Rudolph's nose.

He painstakingly reviewed Santa's weight and balance calculations for sled's enormous payload.

Finally, they were ready for the check ride. Santa got in and fastened his seat belt and shoulder harness and checked the compass.

Then the FAA examiner hopped in carrying, to Santa's surprise, a shotgun.

"What's that for!?" asked Santa incredulously.

The FAA examiner winked and said, "I'm not supposed to tell you this ahead of time,"   as he leaned over to whisper in Santa's ear,

"but you're gonna lose an engine on takeoff."

During a lecture on Essential Oils, they told us how the foot soles can absorb oils. Their example: Put garlic on your feet and within 20 minutes you can 'taste' it.

Some of us have used Vicks Vapo rub for years for everything from chapped lips to sore toes and many body parts in between. But I've never heard of this. And don't laugh, it works 100% of the time, although the scientists who discovered it aren't sure why.   To stop night time coughing in a child (or adult as we found out personally), put Vicks Vapo rub generously on the bottom of the feet at bedtime, then cover with socks. Even persistent, heavy, deep coughing will stop in about 5 minutes and stay stopped for many, many hours of relief. Works 100% of the time and is more effective in children than even very strong prescription cough medicines. In addition it is extremely soothing and comforting and they will sleep soundly.

Just happened to tune in A.M. Radio and picked up this guy talking about why cough medicines in kids often do more harm than good, due to the chemical makeup of these strong drugs so, I listened. It was a surprise finding and found to be more effective than prescribed medicines for children at bedtime, in addition to have a soothing and calming effect on sick children who then went on to sleep soundly.

My wife tried it on herself when she had a very deep constant and persistent cough a few weeks ago and it worked 100%! She said that it felt like a warm blanket had enveloped her, coughing stopped in a few minutes and believe me, this was a deep, ( incredibly annoying!) every few seconds uncontrollable cough, and she slept cough-free for hours every night that she used it.

If you have grandchildren, pass this on. If you end up sick, try it yourself and you will be absolutely amazed at how it works.



DON'T SHUN THIS ONE.. TRY IT THE NEXT TIME YOU GET A BAD COLD.

So...Obama wants a private army, as large as the regular army! The President has 100 Billion "discretionary" spending, with no account needing to be made for it, so they have their own treasury, a necessary first step. Guess where he's going to use this army??  Hitler got a private army of brown shirts, later made into the S. S. who did he use them against? Foreigners? No!! against his own people!!  We had better know the "change" we are going to get is Tyranny!!!  Very evil times are now coming upon this country!  I would hazard a guess that within 5 years, we shall not have any freedoms at all...when we lose the freedom of speech, all freedoms are lost...you then dare not speak against anyone...Like Hitler, Like Stalin anyone who spoke a word against them were off into prison camps and never returned!  When we don't learn from history, we are doomed to repeat it!! The most amazing thing, most Americans really don't care, therefore we simply deserve what we get!!

Your savings account is the ashtray in your truck.  

  All of your hunting trips break the law.  

Your tax return consists of "welfare in" and "child support out."

  Every car you own is permanently for sale.  

Your wife's most modest outfit is her Hooters uniform.

   You've slept in your car to be first at a yard sale.  

 Your sexiest gown came from a hospital.  

 You're flipping "the bird" in your wedding photo.  

 You've ignited a bodily emission.  

 Making love by candlelight is the only option you have after dark.

  You're keeping three animal control officers in a job.  

 Your burps set off smoke detectors.

   You were naked under your high school graduation robe.  

 You've left a note on a stranger's vehicle that begins "If U want to sell this car..."

  You're not sure if the pet living underneath your trailer is a dog or a cat.  

You fish coins out of public fountains.  

You know over thirty uses for old tires.  

You've smuggled cigarettes into a maternity ward.  

 Your favorite poem is from a restroom wall.

Matt. 15:28 O woman, great is your faith!

 just want to thank all of you for your educational e-mails over the past year.

Thanks to you, I no longer open a public bathroom door without using a paper towel.

I can't use the remote in a hotel room because I don't know what the last person was doing while flipping through the adult movie channels.

I can't sit down on the hotel bedspread because I can only imagine what has happened on it since it was last washed.

I can't enjoy lemon slices in my tea or on my seafood anymore because lemon peels have been found to contain all kinds of nasty germs, including feces.

I have trouble shaking hands with someone who has been driving because the number one pass-time while driving alone is picking your nose (Although cell phone usage may be taking the number one spot).

Eating a Little Debbie sends me on a guilt trip because I can only imagine how many gallons of trans-fats I have consumed over the years.

I can't touch any woman's purse for fear she has placed it on the floor of a public bathroom. Yuck!

I must send my special thanks to whoever sent me the one about poop in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope that needs sealing.

Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open as it might have rat droppings on it.

I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time.

I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program.

I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.

I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.

I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.

Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.

Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.

I no longer can buy gasoline without taking someone along to watch the car so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping gas.

I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put 'Under God' on their cans.

I no longer use Saran Wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.

And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup of water in the microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face...disfiguring me for life.

I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.

I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.

I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al Qaeda in disguise..

I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops or the Salvation Army.

I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for or which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore and Uzbekistan.

I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.

Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my butt.

And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 dropped in the parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.

I can no longer drive my car because I can't buy gas from certain gas companies!

If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00pm this afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician...

Have a wonderful day...

Oh, by the way...
A German scientist from Argentina, after a lengthy study, has discovered that people with insufficient brain activity read their e-mail with their hand on the mouse.
Don't bother taking it off now, it's too late.

(Haha...Caught me!!!!)

 

Matt. 24:22 Stay awake! For you do not know on which day your Lord will come.

(Dr. Phil scored 55, he did this test on Oprah

and she got a 38.)  Some folks pay a lot of

money to find this stuff out! 
 

Read on, this is very interesting! 
 

Don't peek, but begin the test as you

scroll down and answer. 
 

Answers are for who you are now and not who

you were in the past. Have pen or pencil

and paper ready. 
 
 

Salesmen

A pastor concluded that his church was getting into very serious Financial troubles. While checking the church storeroom, he discovered several cartons of new Bibles that had never been opened and distributed.

So at his Sunday sermon, he asked for three volunteers from the congregation who would be willing to sell the Bibles door-to-door for $10 each to raise the desperately needed money for the church.

Jack, Paul and Louie all raised their hands to volunteer for the task.

The minister knew that Jack and Paul earned their living as salesmen and were likely capable of selling some Bibles But he had serious doubts about Louie who was a local farmer, who had always kept to himself because he was embarrassed by his speech impediment. Poor Louis stuttered badly. But, NOT WANTING TO discourage Louis, the Minister decided to let him try anyway.

He sent the three of them away with the back seat of their cars stacked With Bibles. He asked them to meet with him and report the results of Their door-to-door selling efforts the following Sunday.

Anxious to find out how successful they were, the minister immediately Asked Jack, 'Well, Jack, how did you make out selling our Bibles last Week?'

Proudly handing the reverend an envelope, Jack replied, 'Using my sales Prowess, I was able to sell 20 Bibles, and here's the $200 I collected On behalf of the church.'

'Fine job, Jack!' The minister said, vigorously shaking his hand. 'You Are indeed a fine salesman and the Church is indebted to you.'

Turning to Paul, 'And Paul, how many Bibles did you sell for the Church Last week?'

Paul, smiling and sticking out his chest, confidently replied, 'I am a Professional salesman. I sold 28 Bibles on behalf of the church, and here's $280 I collected.'

The minister responded, 'That's absolutely splendid, Paul. You are Truly a professional salesman and the church is indebted to you.'

Apprehensively, the minister turned to Louie and said, 'And Louie, did You manage to sell any Bibles last week?' Louie silently offered the Minister a large envelope.

The minister opened it and counted the contents. 'What is this?' The minister exclaimed. 'Louie, there's $3200 in here! Are you Suggesting that you sold 320 Bibles for the church, door to door, in Just one week?'

Louie just nodded. That's impossible!' both Jack and Paul said in Unison. 'We are professional salesmen, yet you claim to have sold 10 Times as many Bibles as we could.'

'Yes, this does seem unlikely,'  said the minister who didn't want to offend Louie. Please, tell us how you managed to accomplish this, Louie.'

Louie shrugged. 'I-I-I re-re-really do-do-don't kn-kn-know f -f-f-for Sh-sh-sh-sure,' he stammered.

Impatiently, Peter interrupted. 'For crying out loud, Louie, just tell Us what you said to them when they answered the door!'

'A-a-a-all I-I-I s-s-said WA-WA-was,' Louis replied, 'W-w-w-w-would Y-y-y-you l-l-l-l-l-like t-t-to b-b-b-buy th-th-th-this B-B-B-B-Bible F-f-for t-t-ten b-b-b-bucks ---o-o-o-or--- wo-wo-would yo-you J-j-j-just l-like m-m-me t-t-to St-St-stand h-h-here and R-r-r-r-r-read it t-to y-y-you??'

Remember when the funniest jokes were the clean ones?

They still are!

Psalms 27:4