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Below i highlight some reasons people will not Fight in wars.' Why fight for a system that let elderly people Die alone.' Wants to take all aspiration from your Life injects infants with God knows what.? And the parents Are expected to fight? in wars' to enrich the perpetrators In many cases.? Its beyond any type of justification.' Before un-conciously perhaps? People Handed their children over to be sacrificd Yet they beleived in the system they inhabited, I see that is completely destroyed..A case of over efficency maybe.?

Quality cannon fodder '

The subject matter seems in short
 supply.?
Here i'll offer some ideas for
 just 
why.? In decades not so long gone.' 
There was a type of life.' Many 
dreamed and acted upon
This fact.' A fact is an in-ailianable 
componant of history.' This i 
point out to
Maybe ideal-illogical rich 
billionaires.? So these other
 people not as rich.' Were yet invested in many ways that made things tick..
There were traits like
Civic and neighbouhood pride..Tried and tested friendship; mateship maternal love
Also good paternal values were highly  esteemed,
 there was no real wish into dystopia to slide..Now to the pittance that these folk strove for.! A stable life, a paid off mortgage..All with dedication and struggle
That is for sure.' And this was passed
 along, with leisure; sports
 games pub gatherings; weddings and many
 Other frames.'
The safety valves that were released once
And again ' so not for billions a base existed that had home values, aspirations
Also were almost of no limit.' Now such a focused citizenry who played to the rules ( oh wow oh gee ) 
they produced the premium 'fodder for war' they were in sync
With the system..It was well.? their oyster and you could serve them raw. Yet through
The decades all was stripped away.' And
 then came  'the con-vid scam' very sad but hey..Subjected to planned
 genocide tested
Herded..Locked inside.' and further to all this the blatant aim to remove their modest
Motivational norms.' A safe dry roof over their heads, a chance for sport, a time to wed' no hope for the
 young no place for the old.' And the promise they would
Be robbed of land and gold.' And the loopy
Billionairs are surprised.? When willing armies do not arise.' Apart from armies of un-verfied aliens moving in..I think the billionairs should think again.' Or maybe they just don't do joined up.? One exoression explains it all they have ( stuffed it all up.)
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DiMino Avatar
January 17, 2026 at 3:00 AM
Yep...if leaders of nations had any real guts...they would simply challenge other leaders...and duke it out like real men and women. What I like about Trump, force is always his last option...he really tries to respect life and liberty. Goes out of his way to find peaceful measures. Sometimes it is unavoidable, like Sodom and Gomorrah. You make a lot of sensible good points. There are better ways of conducting a society. Well said, Joe. Hope power is listening. Bravo my friend!
Maverick Avatar
January 17, 2026 at 9:52 AM
What i find most regrettable is the waste of goodwill and truly great spirit that citizens can exude under great pressure they help disadvantaged people When they can and often smile and joke What a contrast to the many sad obsessive billionaires.'
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