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"We may have all come on different ships, but we're in the same boat now" -- Martin Luther King, Jr
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From a sniper’s journal
by quin Tuesday, Oct 14 2008, 1:53am
international /
social/political /
commentary
Training, skill, timing and DISCIPLINE are everything in our trade; we shoot to kill! You live because we allow it, our skill overrides all other arguments and considerations! No one is able to adequately defend against a professional – are you listening Mr ‘Cheney?’
‘A jester calls me to his side
Blowin’ his bamboo flute
Singing tunes of me
Playing games with ‘mercury’
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What do you do when servants turn on their despotic, corrupt and mass murdering masters; when the dumb fools you trained so proficiently as killers realise who the REAL enemy actually is; no more dead women and children, only dead executives and politicians in future? The answer comes in a flash, in that moment when breathing ceases and concentration freezes time just long enough to release that fateful round – it is done!
Perhaps declaring open season on LYING, THIEVING AND INCOMPETENT bankers, financiers and their puppet politicians would placate an angry nation/world, but I doubt it!
Rome, Paris, New York, London and Berlin; you have two choices, die like dogs or die like swine!
[“I will kill you if I must or help you if I can” – Leonard Cohen]
Tissue-thin lies and failed ‘strategies’ are becoming tedious. Surely failed bankers and servile politicians are able to offer more convincing lies than the absurd explanations given so far -- give us all a break! Is that the best you have to offer the world, failed plan A and failed plan B? Is this an example of the ‘towering intellects’ and ‘abilities’ of those who have screwed the world for half a century? Have we seen the best they have to offer in the crisis they created? I hope not!
Where have all those trillions gone, we would ALL like to know? You are REQUIRED to do better gentlemen, a whole lot better!
‘She Rises
freed
from jungles of night
lotus-headed serpent burns
winds
sweet venom pours (down)
spurts (up)
freed in the night of
light
from labyrinths
emerged
masses
ignited
burning
rising up
see how they run
see how they run’
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We are One
Insider banker Allan Moss, grabbed the money and is running for his miserable life!
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