freyasman
Senator
Is to go on living your life. Go to work, go to the concerts, take your kids, (or grandkids) to the park or the zoo..... just go on living your life. If you're worried about safety, learn to take care of yourself. There are a lot of us out here who will teach you how. But don't stay behind locked doors, and live in fear.
As to what the government should do? Well, aren't we the voters the ones who have been letting these [Unwelcome language removed] ass-clowns piss off, and fvck over just about every other country and culture in the world for as long as I can remember? Maybe we should take some responsibility for that, and vote these [Unwelcome language removed] low-lifes out, and maybe start paying attention to the way our country behaves in regard to the entire rest of the world. It's called being a good neighbor.
For all the folks who have been saying we should stop allowing any immigrants in here, maybe you should go look to your own family histories.... I bet it wasn't all that long ago that your people got off a boat from somewhere. We are a nation of immigrant; it's what we are..... it's one of the best things about our great nation, and I don't think that should change.
For all the folks who think we should engage in more military action, let me point out that most everyone on this board is my age (mid-40s), or older..... those wars will be fought by our children, our grandchildren, and if it lasts long enough, their children. Let me tell you something about war, for those of you who have never spent any time at the sharp end of one..... war kills "you". Go talk to any family members or spouses of combat vets, and you'll hear the same thing over and over. "S/he's not the same person I married."; "I don't even know him anymore!"; "He didn't used to be like this....".
The "you" that goes to war, is not the "you" that comes back; that which makes you "you", always dies in a war.... no one gets out alive. And quite often, the who, (or sometimes "what") that does come back, is a damn sight worse than whatever the hell it was they went over there to fight. After my first deployment, when my wife came to pick me up, she walked right past me..... didn't recognize me at all. And how can you blame her? The guy she was looking for was dead and gone. Somebody else was living in my skin.
Is this what you want for your offspring? For your children and grandchildren?
Ya'll think about it.
As to what the government should do? Well, aren't we the voters the ones who have been letting these [Unwelcome language removed] ass-clowns piss off, and fvck over just about every other country and culture in the world for as long as I can remember? Maybe we should take some responsibility for that, and vote these [Unwelcome language removed] low-lifes out, and maybe start paying attention to the way our country behaves in regard to the entire rest of the world. It's called being a good neighbor.
For all the folks who have been saying we should stop allowing any immigrants in here, maybe you should go look to your own family histories.... I bet it wasn't all that long ago that your people got off a boat from somewhere. We are a nation of immigrant; it's what we are..... it's one of the best things about our great nation, and I don't think that should change.
For all the folks who think we should engage in more military action, let me point out that most everyone on this board is my age (mid-40s), or older..... those wars will be fought by our children, our grandchildren, and if it lasts long enough, their children. Let me tell you something about war, for those of you who have never spent any time at the sharp end of one..... war kills "you". Go talk to any family members or spouses of combat vets, and you'll hear the same thing over and over. "S/he's not the same person I married."; "I don't even know him anymore!"; "He didn't used to be like this....".
The "you" that goes to war, is not the "you" that comes back; that which makes you "you", always dies in a war.... no one gets out alive. And quite often, the who, (or sometimes "what") that does come back, is a damn sight worse than whatever the hell it was they went over there to fight. After my first deployment, when my wife came to pick me up, she walked right past me..... didn't recognize me at all. And how can you blame her? The guy she was looking for was dead and gone. Somebody else was living in my skin.
Is this what you want for your offspring? For your children and grandchildren?
Ya'll think about it.