| Terri: | What disturbs me most about this poem is its level of uncaring. |
| Tim: | If a hurt is deep, there's almost an instinctive desire to laugh
at pain. Satire is an insulation from pain. |
| Sam: | To be smile at death itself – is that not heroic? |
| Tim: | Yes, but unless we are humble enough to recognise our errors, we'll repeat them. |
| Chris: | Yep. Less than 30 years after the holocaust of Vietnam, Bush unleashed another folly in Iraq. |
| Kris: | Well, one thing you must understand is that governments are basically savage institutions designed to enhance the power of a ruling elite. |
| Chris: | Look at history dispassionately.
It seems one group is always one the top and other groups are below them. |
Marlboro Country: 1975Welcome to where the flavor is -The flavor of fresh, menthol Viet Cong and premium Virginia tobacco blended with flaming napalm Breathe deeply and enjoy the fragrance ah polyester body bags 'n villages blasted off any map. Taste the excitement of Marlboro Country - a place where new things happen fast. If you're a man who enjoys excitement with a hunger dieing to be satisfied join the army and shoot away - we offer you a blast day after fuckin' day! Bored with life? Take a puff! Smoke this crap 'n soon enuff you'll be tooting 'yankee doodle' as yer machine gun chants 'tut-tut-tut!' |
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