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Blind Killing

Blind Killing As the mist lifts in a cold valley of North Pakistan the drone flying overhead has a clear view. It sees the terrorist who stops his car outside a house and enters. An order is harshly given, a red button pushed, the house explodes and an enemy of USA and the world is killed. So is seven children in the house sleeping in their beds, and women who were arising to prepare breakfast…. But this is war, and there are victims. And we stay silent as we do not see their agony. killings have become abstract but the hate it leaves behind will cause more hate and more wars.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 12/26/2012 8:30:00 AM
the complexity of world politics---is not for the fainthearted. we think we want to know, but when the truth is given-- it is poison. i am one of the fainthearted--and in swallowing truth i almost killed myself
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 1/2/2013 3:39:00 PM
thank you victoria
Date: 12/20/2012 9:04:00 AM
The building collapses; who cares who's inside. It's not real unless you hear, smell and see it.
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 12/20/2012 10:55:00 AM
that´s true, but many of the young people who are pushing that red button... have begun to suffer

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