America was never there to invade or fight a war though. America only entered Iraq to maintain a presence that was needed to fuel the illusion of a war to the public.
__________________ "If you tell the truth, you never have to remember anything" -Twain
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The nation has only existed for 300 years as other nations have existed under the same form of army for thousands of years. Yet, the U.S. still surpasses. O_o
Innocent Fatima ,
after reading your blog I couldnt help my self without
replying to you..
just to let you know that as per the Reports of International Monetary fund
(IMF) , World bank and Cia ( Assuming that u knw wat theses are...)
So called Poor Country India have the purchasing power (Hard Cash and not talkin about share market buble) to buy Lebanon 66 times this year and still have enough money left ....and next year in 2010 we can again buy you 100 times and still have enough money left.....
get on ground Reality ...... may be u can hv some Laban tht might mk u feel better....lo
if you think u can face the hard realities Sweetheart ... go log on to www wikipedia org get some facts...
__________________ He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.
There are rich people in India, but until villages like Kerala aren't subsistence, and until Female infanticide in poor rural areas (largely because of how much money one traditionally has to put into a females wedding [there is a saying in rural India about a boy being a blessing to your house and a girl to anothers]) is done, India is still poor.
Nuclear subs, afaik, have never solved poverty
__________________ He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.
__________________ He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.
__________________ Red lights flicker madly, a siren rings and jolts are shaking the bridge as I run desperately towards the nearest escape pod. The escape bay is already on fire. I see dead or injured or dying people everywhere. The other commanding officers and myself are abandoning the crew and passengers to certain death. As my pod glides slowly in the field of stars, I can see the Hive-Ship becoming smaller and smaller, ripped apart by the deadly laser beams of the Ancients' battlecruisers. The battle for the Arc is lost. I failed, and I'm watching the death of one billion of my own kind, when the Hive is finally destroyed in a blinding, silent explosion.