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War is Peace; Peace is War

"How do you generalize?
War is hell, but that's not the half of it, because war is mystery and terror and adventure and courage and discovery and holiness and pity and despair and longing and love. War is nasty; war is fun. War is thrilling; war is drudgery. War makes you a man; war makes you dead.

The truths are contradictory. It can be argued, for instance, that war is grotesque. But in truth war is also beauty. For all its horror, you can't help but gape at the awful majesty of combat. You stare out at tracer rounds unwinding through the dark like brilliant red ribbons. You crouch in ambush as a cool, impassive moon rises over the nighttime paddies. You admire the fluid symmetries of troops on the move, the great sheets of metal-fire streaming down from a gunship, the illumination rounds, the white phosphorus, the purply orange glow of napalm, the rocket's red glare. It's not pretty, exactly. It's astonishing. It fills the eye. It commands you. You hate it, y…

The Greatest Hoax: AIDS

The Truth on Global Corruption
"If we knew how sausages were made, we would probably never eat it"
The world is one big place for man, and very small at the same time. We, humans, take credit for being the smartest creatures, as well as the dumbest when it comes to intellect and mind control. We are all sheep...with little brains.

Lets take an example. Assume a rich man owns the town you live, including every house, school, hospital and even county headquarters and the police. He is the man behind everything that happens in that little town. He has grown rich over the years and anyone who tries to stand against him ends up dead. Years go by and soon the masses realize his wicked schemes. They start moving out of the town to better places in search of much friendlier and economical lifestyle they have not. Soon, the rich man becomes poor as there's no income, no profit and no one to control. He ends up discouraged, heartbroken but needs to survive.

In order to do so, he d…

Sense and Nonsense

Man's survival on planet earth has always revolved a number of affairs. However, one thing still remained and remains the center of it all: sense and nonsense.
If one kills, and it's right for him to, it makes sense at that particular time. For those religious and 'holy' enough, it will seem as not right and definitely nonsense. But is right always sensible and wrong nonsense? No. Right may be correct but not true, and definitely not sensible. Wrong may be true and sensible if there's a just cause. It's all sense and nonsense.
A man and a wife decided to have a kid. The kid grew up to be one beautiful girl at the time, and by the age of sixteen, she had so much pride, ego and a character that never matched her face. So the boys and a few men around the village sort to discipline her and make her see sense, according to them. They planned a fateful evening, captured her while on her way home and took her to one house in the hills. They then raped her in turns, all…