END WAR!
I can’t think of much more destructive than war. It destroys lives and families in all countries that engage in war. It leaves whole countries and cities in ruins. When it is all said and done, what has the average person got to show for it? Death, destruction, terror, agony, homelessness, suicide, birth defects, missing limbs, dead friends and family. What did the ruling classes and corporations get out of it? Record profits and control over natural resources.
This picture should be used for military recruitment.
Since 1952 we (USA) promoted, financed and participated in over 35 separate wars, killing over 10 million people exceeding Nazis by 4 million.
More U.S. Soldiers Killed Themselves Than Died in Combat in 2010. Something seems pretty fucked up about this.
US Marine Stands Down NYPD OWS M17
On March 17, 2012 a United States Marine reminds the NYPD of their oath and who the real soldiers are.
David Rovics - DU
An animation to go with the song ‘Depleted Uranium’ written and performed by David Rovics - A song writer, singer, pace activist and first and foremost an exceptional human being and artist.
Tragic murder of 16 civilians… I have something to say to Obama. If you really cared about the Afghan people you wouldn’t continue the war in Afghanistan. Of course Obama’s interests are the interests of the 1% and their imperial game plan, not the interest of the majority of the world’s population.
Tom Waits - Day After Tomorrow
I got your letter today
And I miss you all so much, here
I can’t wait to see you all
And I’m counting the days, dear
I still believe that there’s gold
At the end of the world
And I’ll come home
To Illinois
On the day after tomorrow
It is so hard
And it’s cold here
And I’m tired of taking orders
And I miss old Rockford town
Up by the Wisconsin border
But I miss you won’t believe
Shoveling snow and raking leaves
And my plane will touch tomorrow
On the day after tomorrow
I close my eyes
Every night
And I dream that I can hold you
They fill us full of lies
Everyone buys
About what it means to be a soldier
I still don’t know how I’m supposed to feel
About all the blood that’s been spilled
Look out on the street
Get me back home
On the day after tomorrow
You can’t deny
The other side
Don’t want to die
Any more than we do
What I’m trying to say,
Is don’t they pray
To the same God that we do?
Tell me, how does God choose?
Whose prayers does he refuse?
Who turns the wheel?
And who throws the dice
On the day after tomorrow?
Mmmmmmm…
I’m not fighting
For justice
I am not fighting
For freedom
I am fighting
For my life
And another day
In the world here
I just do what I’ve been told
You’re just the gravel on the road
And the one’s that are lucky
One’s come home
On the day after tomorrow
And the summer
It too will fade
And with it comes the winter’s frost, dear
And I know we too are made
Of all the things that we have lost here
I’ll be twenty-one today
I’ve been saving all my pay
And my plane will touch down
On the day after tomorrow
And my plane it will touch down
On the day after tomorrow
