Sunday, June 20, 2010

Compound And Fragment

Fair

He was a boy
That and my
He liked the Beatles and the Rolling Stones
traveled the world
came from the United States of America


Today I saw in the newspaper information. There is an arms fair in Paris, Eurosatory


was not handsome
But around
had a thousand women if
sang Help, Ticket to ride
O Lady Jane or

Yesterday fair is organized like any other where they try to sell products, they could be cars, or tissues, or sailing, or a fair devoted to agriculture. Marketing advertising guidelines, promotional demonstrations or meetings are alike. But this is offered weapons of all kinds, from handguns and assault rifles to tanks or missiles.

sang live Liberty
But he received a letter
He gave me his guitar
was summoned from the U.S.

remarkable Note: ecology has come to destruction. In this exhibition shows such rounds of ammunition is not toxic to the environment. In other words, kill their target - Or sometimes someone who was passing by - but do not spoil the environment. It is appreciated, right?

Stop Rolling Stones!
Beatles Enough, enough!
I have been ordered to go to Viet-Nam
and shoot the Viet Cong
tatatatatatatatata ... ... ... ...

In all stands is displayed indicating that this is for the protection and security holders. Never to attack or to use in a triggered action against an "enemy." What good are these manufacturers and marketers arms! Why not have reminded me that lately messages are used extensively: "There is a radar and we will put fines, for your safety" or "jodase", oh sorry, "We regret any inconvenience these works will produce, but we improving the structures and utilities here on their behalf "

traveled the world and ended up doing
the war in Viet-Nam
no longer had long hair, no longer
played guitar, but
Use an instrument that always gives
the same note, "ra ta ta ta"

And these weapons are becoming more sophisticated, more and more reminiscent of the technology of computer games. In fact, someone from Oklahoma can handle unmanned aircraft to massacre the enemy in Pakistan or Afghanistan (and step in increasing people sometimes have little to do with the enemy), watching on your computer screen. As if playing a Weapon II ", say, a little game of fashion available to anyone whose advertising emphasizes:

" For simulators war is this not comparison in the market! carrying the player to the limit of its capabilities in strategic and tactical environment! every move must be well analyzed before that, the observation of the land is paramount for ... "only the modest price of 26.95 Euros

no longer have friends
fans no longer have
Watch people fall around
not return to their country
Since he has died in the Viet-Nam
no longer has a heart in the chest
Only two or three medals
tatatatatatatatatatata ....

The information on the show has brought me to the head of Gianni Morandi this song that was popular in 1967. was a statement against the war in Viet-Nam at the time, but it serves well as an argument against any war, a defense against weapons.




Does this mean that I understand or justify to those who plant bombs, terrorists, who use people for who blew himself up and step takes with him or her a few others, based on the principle that the end justifies the means? Nooooooooooo.


happens that I believe there are other ways of resolving conflicts. If not, what good is the experience of human civilization thousands of years? I know, I know we're talking about human beings with all their baggage of fear, selfishness, interests, but this "battle" humanity must win. Why is mankind should be afraid, you should be afraid that one day someone confuse reality with the game and unleash the Apocalypse. And this world whose beauty is both gloss thousands *. pps files circulating on the network, it will take in the ass.

do not accept that no one is armed to "protect" me. I do not accept decisions of war to "preserve" my freedom, when in fact respond to other interests, even the most trivial. Maybe I do not align myself with the pacifists who mixing things together, but deep hatred and I fully endorse weapons that verse of the song of Victor Manuel, "Arms Crossed"

Maybe tomorrow there will be nothing spit fire, and who invented the catapult him hang.

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