Life In A Small Town or If Mama's ruled the World

I had to go down to the local police dept yesterday, for a little bitness. Nothing exciting I assure you.
From the counter you can see inside one of the holding rooms. From my vantage point I could only hear voices, no faces. But I could hear every word.
Evidently Jimmy (names have been changed to protect the guilty) was just picked up for being a little too drunk. Having fallen asleep right outside the police station. Jimmy was none to happy to be there. It seems he was now running late for work and was going to be in alot of trouble, it seems he has a problem with lateness. So he was trying to leave the holding room & go about his business. but the sheriff was having none of that. Other cops were milling around & didn't seem too concerned about Jimmy. Jimmy kept saying, "Tommy, just let me go to work". Finally after many attempts to get Jimmy to sit down and act right, Tommy the sheriff said, "Jimmy, I saw your mama at church Sunday and she had her whole Sunday school class praying for you. Now are going to sit down and shut up or am I gonna have to call your mama to come down here and talk to you?"
(Jimmy was about 40, by the way)
Jimmy said," No, don't call her, she's on her way to women's Bible study. She'll be mad if I keep her from that. But could you just hurry with the paper work? I gotta get to work"
While Tommy was doing whatever he does. Jimmy said,"That sure was a good sermon on Sunday, wasn't it?"
I didn't get to hear the rest, dang it. I'd already stood at the counter waaaay too long after being helped, just so I could hear if Jimmy's mama was coming down to talk to him and if he got to go to work or not.
I started thinking. Maybe if all these crime ridden cities told the people they arrested they were going to call their mama's to come down and talk to them, there would be alot less crime in the world.