

i don't want to live in a country that puts itself first.
i don't want to live in a country that judges by the bag you carry and not waht's in the bag.
anything for another night and country living.
a country based on freedom, but all we're concerned with is security.
The backroads of the country provide many more treasures than you can ever find at Disney Land.
yo people...wake up. democracy...what's happening. what's wit' the big CEO's ruling this country?
it's an honor to meet you i just wanted to shake your hand.
i'm hoping i can influence a country (or a world) to look beyond just seeing someone as a stranger.
check out the biltmore on her.
jealousy and intimidation meets vicariously.
conversation of a lifetime where only a handfull of people in the country could sit in and truly get it.
While I was traveling the country all the pretty girls were being snagged up.
starting to push hard and i'm either going delusional or else i can actually see a flicker of light at the end of the tunnel all while my mind and heart are twisted into a big giant hairball.
you know there's a problem when the richest country in the world, and the richest people, just want to get richer, philanthropy should be taught in american schools, where we are so fortunate to be able to give our money away, yet so few do.
growing up in a capitalistic nation is not a good thing. we are raised to compete. we are wrong in our decisions, and not only this country. we must NOT be in competition with other countries. our competition is not to be #1 between countries. our opponent is survival. we are all a team, each nation together. without it, our survival rate plummets.
april fools!
but this is reality...
america...the world's "leading" country...let's see some of it
america...highest rate of STD's
america...highest rate of crime and homicides
america...$1 billion porn industry
america...highest pollution rate
america...one of the worst educators of developed countries between 8th and 12th grade
america...most wasteful people of food, money, time, and many other things.
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once again i'm in the middle of another peaceful day here in america. peace. what does all this war come to. here is another day that's going to be recorded in every history book ever made from this day forward. at least in america. will they talk about this war with pride as well. well the newscasters shed even a tear this time. will america shed a tear that these innocent people have been striped of their lives, and all their posessions before that. i want to know. what is it like? what's it like to have bombs in your back yard. maybe there would be some understanding if that experience existed. but not for me. freedom kicks in. we can move about freely in this country. my heart is at a standstill. my eyes search around in the hope of an answer. an answr that is skips along the lines of impossible. laying down is easy for most of us. but not for two billion other people in the world. hopefully those people have not been stripped of their wonders of imagination, creativity, dreams, hope, faith, and love. i dream of a day where peace rains across the world.