WAR CRIMES by Ramsey Clark and Others

A Report on United States War Crimes Against Iraq to the Commission of Inquiry for the International War Crimes Tribunal

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Flattening Falluja by Kurt Nimmo

published by Another Day in the Empire

As if to emphasize the total lack of reality deluding “our troops” as they decimate Fallujah in Sherman’s Burn mode, Colonel Regner told “a story of four Marines who were discussing, as bullets sprayed around them, what Hollywood actor would play the lead in a movie they envisioned, ‘The Battle for Fallujah.’ Just then a ‘bunker-buster’ bomb struck an enemy hideout beside the Marines and they rushed inside to gun down the survivors,” probably fancying themselves as Tom Hanks in Saving Private Ryan.

Of course, Hanks’ character didn’t engage in war crimes like “our troops” in Fallujah, as Linda Heard notes. “We would never know how US soldiers are breaching the Geneva Conventions but for a renegade video aired by Australian ABC television. In it, a Marine shouts: ‘I’ve just injured one. He’s between two buildings.’ One of his colleagues walks over to a tiny alleyway separating two houses, climbs up onto a metal drum, and fires his weapon in cold blood. ‘He’s done,’ he announces flippantly.”

Heard continues: “In a further breach of the Geneva Conventions, US troops prevented a Red Crescent convoy of emergency aid from reaching the main Fallujah hospital, where wounded residents have been forbidden from entering.”

In another incident, a “Marine shot and killed a wounded and apparently unarmed Iraqi prisoner in a mosque,” the Associated Press reports. “The shooting Saturday was videotaped by pool correspondent Kevin Sites of NBC television, who said three other previously wounded prisoners in the mosque apparently also had been shot again by the Marines inside the mosque.”

The sickening AP report continues:

On the video as the camera moved into the mosque during the Saturday incident, a Marine can be heard shouting obscenities in the background, yelling that one of the men was only pretending to be dead.

The video then showed a Marine raising his rifle toward a prisoner laying on the floor of the mosque but neither NBC nor CNN showed the bullet hitting the man. At that moment the video was blacked out but the report of the rifle could be heard.

No sense upsetting “security moms” and their videogame violence inured teenage sons, who will one day be packed off to Iran or Syria—or as the Strausscons promise, especially now that Bush has his “mandate,” North Korea, Cuba, or China—to partake in their own war crimes. Maybe they will see themselves as Tom Hanks or Arnie the Terminator.

Of course, since our fearless leader, freshly “re-elected"—with plenty of help from Diebold and moronic mass murder cheerleaders in troglodytic “red states” who seem to grow and vote like fungus—and now cashing in his political coinage, Bush does not “do” the Geneva Conventions, as his lately nominated pick for Justice Department AG avidly facilitated, all of this is dreadfully irrelevant.

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AN OPEN LETTER TO GEORGE BUSH

From Cindy Sheehan at SCINDY121@aol.com Military Families Speak Out http://www.mfso.org

November 4, 2004

Dear George,

You don’t mind if I call you George do you? When you sent me a letter offering your condolences on the death of my son, Spc. Casey Austin Sheehan, in the illegal and unjust war on Iraq, you called me Cindy, so I naturally assume we are on a first name basis.

George, it has been seven months today since your reckless and wanton foreign policies killed my son, my big boy, my hero, my best-friend: Casey. It has been seven months since your ignorant and arrogant lack of planning for the peace murdered my oldest child. It has been two days since your dishonest campaign stole another election…but you all were way more subtle this time than in 2000, weren’t you? You hardly had to get the Supreme Court of the United States involved at all this week.

You feel so proud of yourself for betraying the country again, don’t you? You think you are very clever because you pulled the wool over the eyes of some of the people again. You think that you have some mandate from God…that you can “spend your political capital” any way that you want. George you don’t care or even realize that 56,000,000 plus citizens of this country voted against you and your agenda. Still, you are going to continue your ruthless work of being a divider and not a uniter. George, in 2000 when you stole that election and the Democrats gave up, I gave up too. I had the most ironic thought of my life then: "Oh well, how much damage can he do in four years?" Well, now I know how much you have damaged my family, this country, and this world. If you think I am going to allow you another four years to do even more damage, then you truly are mistaken. I will fight for a true vote count and if that fails, your impeachment. Also, the impeachment of your Vice President. The only thing is, I'm not politically savvy, and I don't have a Karl Rove to plan my strategy, but I do have a big mouth and a righteous cause, which still mean something in this country, I hope.

All of this lying, fooling, and betraying must be “hard work” George. You really think you know what hard work is?

George, let me tell you what “hard work” really is.

Hard work is seeing your oldest son, your brave and honorable man-child go off to a war that had, and still has, no basis in reality. Hard work is worrying yourself gray and not being able to sleep for 2 weeks because you don’t know if your child is safe.

Hard work is seeing your son’s murder on CNN one Sunday evening while you’re enjoying the last supper you’ll ever truly enjoy again.

Hard work is having three military officers come to your house a few hours later to confirm the aforementioned murder of your son…your first born…your kind and gentle sweet baby.

Hard work is burying your child 46 days before his 25th birthday. Hard work is holding your other three children as they lower the body of their big “baba” into the ground. Hard work is not jumping in the grave with him and having the earth cover you both.

But, Dear George, do you know what the hardest work of all is? Trying to digest the fact that the leader of the country that your family has fought for and died for, for generations, lied to you and betrayed your dear boy’s sense of honor and exploited his courage and exploited his loyalty to his buddies. Hard work is having your country abandon you after they killed your son. Hard work is coming to the realization that your son had his future robbed from him and that you have had your son's future and future grand-children stolen from you. Hard work is knowing that there are so many people in this world that have prospered handsomely from your son's death.

George, I must confess that I and my family worked very HARD to re-defeat you this time, but you refuse to stay defeated. Well, we are watching you very carefully. We are going to do everything in our power to have you impeached for misleading the American people into a disastrous war and for mis-using and abusing your power as Commander-in-Chief. We are going to scream until our last breath to bring the rest of our babies home from this quagmire of a war that you have gotten our country in to: before too many more families learn the true meaning of Hard Work. We know it is going to be an uphill battle, knowing how Republican Congress is, but thanks to you, we know the meaning of Hard Work and we’re not afraid of hard work at all.

The 56,000,000 plus citizens who voted against you and your agenda have given me a mandate to move forward with my agenda. Also, thanks to you and your careless domestic policies, I am unemployed, so this will be my full-time job. Being your political downfall will be the most noble accomplishment of my life and it will bring justice for my son and 1125 (so far) other brave Americans and tens of thousands of innocent Iraqis your lies have killed.

By the way, George, how many more innocent Iraqis are your policies going to kill before you convince them that you are better than Saddam? How many more of their cities are you going to level before you consider that they are liberated? If you really had any moral values, or if you were an honorable man at all you would resign. My son was a man who had high moral values and true courage. Humanity lost a bright light on April 04, 2004. I will live the rest of my life missing Casey desperately. Thank you for that, George. Have a nice day.

God Bless America!! We surely need it!

Cindy Sheehan Broken hearted mother of a True American Hero: Spc Casey Austin Sheehan, KIA 04/04/04 Sadr City, Baghdad

Cindy Sheehan's daughter Carly wrote the following entitled CARLY'S POEM - A Nation Rocked to Sleep

Have you ever heard the sound of a mother screaming for her son? The torrential rains of a mother's weeping will never be done They call him a hero, you should be glad that he's one, but Have you ever heard the sound of a mother screaming for her son?

Have you ever heard the sound of a father holding back his cries? He must be brave because his boy died for another man's lies The only grief he allows himself are long, deep sighs Have you ever heard the sound of a father holding back his cries?

Have you ever heard the sound of taps played at your brother's grave? They say that he died so that the flag will continue to wave But I believe he died because they had oil to save Have you ever heard the sound of taps played at your brother's grave?

Have you ever heard the sound of a nation being rocked to sleep? The leaders want to keep you numb so the pain won't be so deep But if we the people let them continue another mother will weep Have you ever heard the sound of a nation being rocked to sleep?

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A City in Ruins, Sky Thick with Smoke: 'Let's Kick Ass ... the American Way'

By Lindsey Hilsum The Observer U.K. Sunday 14 November 2004

Lindsey Hilsum joins the 1st Marine Expeditionary Force as it advances into Falluja.

In the huge, muddy field which serves as a forward base, Major-General Richard Natonski prepared his troops for the battle ahead. 'We're goin' in to raise the Eye-raqi flag above Falluja - to give it back to the Fallujans,' he shouted, the eyes of the entire 1st Marine Division on him.

Pausing to remember the marine corps who fought in Vietnam, Korea and the two world wars, they then stood to attention and launched into the marine hymn.

'Only two songs send a shiver up my spine,' said one marine, his face scored with the pockmarks and confidence of youth. 'The marine hymn, and that song by Toby Keith after 9/11 which says "we're gonna kick you up the ass - that's the American way".'

Then the unit was on its way to war. Twenty-five behemoths - tanks and amphibious assault vehicles - lumbered through the desert towards the small, poor, dusty city which has become the symbol of America's failure in Iraq. The idea that Falluja will one day rank as a military victory to rival Hue City, Vietnam, may at present seem ludicrous - but such is the significance the Americans place on this battle.

They need to wrest back Falluja not simply to quell the insurgency but also to show the 'hajis' - as they call the rebels - that they cannot match the mighty US Army.

'After we take Falluja, the terrorists will have no sanctuary, nowhere to hide,' said Major General Natonski, commander of the 1st Marine Division

No soldier can fight unless he hates the enemy - which makes the message that this is all for the Iraqi people difficult to absorb.

'I guess there are some good people - it's jus' that we don' have nothin' to do with them,' mused a marine as he and his colleagues sorted their kit and cleaned their M16 assault rifles. 'I see the little kids in the cars and I feel sorry for them, but when they turn 16 they're evil.'

On Sunday night they slept in the desert - infantry under the skies, trackers in vehicles. By the time they woke on Monday, other units had seized the hospital and installations on the west of the Euphrates. But the main assault east of the river was still to come.

As they advanced on the city's north-western outskirts, black smoke from earlier artillery and bombing barrages smeared the horizon. On entering Falluja, marines burst into an apartment building, evacuating residents. A huddle of women and children were shepherded away, the women pulling their headscarves tighter, the children staring wide-eyed at the huge, muddy green juggernauts standing outside their home.

At a railway, the column came to a halt. The road bridge beneath could be booby trapped; or there could be an ambush lying in wait. Explosives were laid across the rails and two holes were blown in the breach - one as a feint, one for real. Engines roaring, the huge vehicles then rolled up and over the railway embankment and into a cemetery, where they parked up until dawn.

The following day, the real fighting began. Over the week, the two units I'm accompanying have lost at least two marines and seen several injured in the push through the Jolan district, a rebel stronghold. Captain Brian Chontosh says about a dozen men have been captured and a similar number killed. 'The resistance is in pockets,' he adds. 'There's nowhere for them to go now but jail or Allah.'

The resistance is heard but not seen. On the first day, every time a helicopter gunship flew over, it would meet a barrage of AK-47 fire as the insurgents took wild pot shots. The fire simply alerted the Americans to their positions. By the second day, airpower was scarcely used at all. It was the turn of the foot soldiers, amphibious vehicles providing covering fire.

Marines went house to house, knocking down doors, searching for insurgents and arms. Jolan is deserted. It's possible that insurgents forced people from their houses weeks ago.

One man said they had forced him to keep arms in his house, threatening to take him to the rebel leader Omar Hadid to have his throat slit if he refused. He knelt blindfolded against a wall, waiting for the marines to take him for interrogation by the ominously-named 'exploitation teams'. Intelligence from prisoners has been vital in locating arms stores.

The amphibious vehicles push down walls, and street stalls and cars go up in spectacular explosions. The attitude is that overwhelming force is necessary.

In one house, marines came across the bodies of five Iraqi men, shot in the back of the head. Their story will probably never be known. Much of Falluja is now in ruins. Every day, the marines open up with mortars, mini grenade launchers, machine guns and tank rounds, aiming to kill anyone hiding behind a wall or in a house.

On Friday, in the debris, they found a family: mother, father and five children. Alive. 'We heard on the radio it would be safer to stay at home,' said Usil Abdul, nursing her baby. The children sat on a sofa in a house marines had taken as a base. They accepted sweets and drinks and chatted to soldiers, seemingly unfazed by four days of bombing and mortar fire.

Other residents may be less sanguine when they return to see the wreckage. Marines lounge in the armchairs of Falluja's elite, blowing smoke rings and eating snacks. One stuck a paper flower behind his ear and posed for the camera before changing his mind - 'I don't want people to think I'm gay!'

Walls have been destroyed to clear lines of fire and terraces are littered with spent cartridge cases, rubble and half-eaten ready-to-eat meals. While some may blame the insurgents for bringing this upon the city, many will point to the Americans. Despite reports of 'heavy fighting', the overwhelming majority of the firing has been one way. Twenty four US soldiers have died and more than 200 injured. An unknown number of Iraqi soldiers have also died. But the resistance in Falluja was sporadic.

Insurgent leaders probably fled several weeks before the onslaught. The marines will claim this as a major triumph in the war on terror but if the insurgency merely shifts elsewhere, they may find Falluja is an empty victory.

Lindsey Hilsum is Channel 4 News's International Editor

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Congenital Consequences of Uranium Weapons: WMD Found!

According to reports of the Red Cross in Iraq, the rivers Euphrates and Tigris, in these moments they are presenting a high level of radio-active contamination. Evidently in the Iraqi environment it is feeling with force the great quantity of projectiles made with uranium, discharged by the North American troops.

These projectiles made with impoverished uranium, are reported by the Pentagon like not radiation originators, but in all ways they use this material in their projectiles because these when being shots, are able to have a great capacity to cross any object, since they reach very high temperature of the explosion from the gunpowder that makes the shot. The big trouble resides in that these high temperatures that reach these projectiles in the moment of the shot, are a demonstration that its radio-active capacity is activated in that moment, since there is not another cause that provokes these high temperature.

Furthermore, about the capacity of contamination of these projectiles, already have had international judicial processes whose verdict has forced to the Pentagon to pay strong compensations for the contaminations caused by the use of these projectiles. For that that then is evident that the radioactivity found by the International Red Cross, in the rivers Euphrates and Tigris, and also in the Iraqi environment. It is caused by the use of these projectiles, which it is known by all that are used excessively. But also besides this, we have the situation that these rivers when uniting form the river Shatt al-Arab", inside the which the polluted waters of the Euphrates and the Tigris, end in the Persian Gulf.

For this is obvious that the Persian Gulf at the moment is receiving a torrent of water with a high level of radioactive contamination, which is the most difficult of eliminating of all the types of contamination, for not saying almost impossible. Besides being this the one that more irreversible affectations take place on the alive beings.

Because of this if this continuous situation, the Persian Gulf in little time will end up reaching a level of such contamination that won't be possible the presence of life in this without suffering the serious affectations caused by the radioactivity. Inside these affectations are, the cancer, bad-works in the cells of the body, alterations in the reproductive and sexual capacities, and besides other alterations of genetic order with serious congenital consequences for the descendant of those affected. Said this last in a simpler way, the sons of those affected by this type of contamination, in the case of those that can still have them, their babies are generally born with serious congenital anomalies which many times don't allow them to survive for more than several hours.

For all this cause it is very undoubtedly that in little time, if the bombings persist, it will no longer be possible the human stay in the Persian Gulf, and then the countries benefited with territories inside of this, will no longer be able to hire more personal for their works in the jetties and the marine extractions.

In other words, if this continuous situation, and the countries bordering to the Persian Gulf don't make something in this respect, in little time it will no longer be possible to extract more petroleum of this, neither it will be possible to transport nothing else by this road. Staying totally in disuse the extractions of this area, and the use of this as transportation road, which is vital for the area.

Edilio A. Mojena

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Mark Twain, after viewing a pre-emptive war in the Philippines a century ago:

"Oh Lord our God, help us to tear their soldiers to bloody shreds with our shells; help us to cover their smiling fields with the pale forms of their patriot dead; help us to drown the thunder of guns with the shrieks of their wounded, writhing in pain; help us to lay waste their humble homes with a hurricane of fire; ...help us to turn them out roofless with their little children to wander unfriended the wastes of their desolated land.... We ask it, in the sprit of love, of Him Who is the Source of Love."

Cited in the March 30, 2003, New York Times magazine.

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Who Is The Real Enemy? Do you support your country even if what it does is evil? So, what does that make you?

By John Kaminski skylax@comcast.net 11-15-04

It is truly a devil of a choice.

Support American soldiers murdering innocent civilians throughout Iraq and win the hollow, uneasy applause of your neighbors?

Or do you secretly root for Iraqi civilians turned revolutionaries trying the defend their war-wracked country against the murderous Western invaders ... and risk being arrested for treason?

You've heard the stories, if you've chosen to listen. Here's today's roundup: Gunmen in American helicopters shooting a family of five trying to swim across a river while escaping the carnage in Fallujah. Or killing doctors and nurses who were trying to help those wounded by indiscriminate American bombing. Or that story of the American soldier "finishing off" an injured Iraqi man.

These are only the latest of thousands of heartless atrocities wreaked on a ravaged country by an overwhelming military force that can only be described as completely insane. Representing a country that can only be described with the same phrase. The country in question is yours. Can you deal with that?

What America is doing to Iraq is a thousand times worse than Saddam Hussein every dreamed about doing to anyone! What America is doing to Iraq is worse than any dictator, no matter how vilified, has ever done to any other country!

You've heard the pornographic tales about Abu Ghraib prison. How does it sit with you that Americans are regarded as sadistic sex perverts by the rest of the world? Judging by the behavior of American soldiers, that is what we are.

And what do you do about it? How do you react, sitting in your easy chair on Sunday watching football? Turn to your favorite Internet porn site?

Try to ignore all those stories about the election, a trickle turning into a tidal wave of evidence that shows Bush got more votes than there were voters in a number of states? But if your thought process is that evolved, you realize that overturning this recent smelly election would not solve the problem, because the guy who lost is just as much a warmonger as the guy who won.

So you go back to your football game, and maybe turn up the volume a little, just in case you have a little bit of conscience left and can hear in your mind the distant screams of women and children being cut to ribbons by American ordnance in Fallujah. And all for no good reason.

You know, the thing that really gets me about the American butchery in Iraq is that it is a well-known fact - doubted by no one - that the reasons uniformed American men and women are even in Iraq are lies. Well-established lies, proven many times. No weapons of mass destruction. And no connection to al-Qaeda (even though al-Qaeda was invented by the CIA as an excuse to make wars everywhere).

Yet it apparently has occurred to no one with any degree of power in this warped society of ours that this means all the lives we have squandered in our War of Lies in Iraq are an absolutely evil abomination, completely unnecessary, except to maintain the fiction that the lies about weapons of mass destruction and al-Qaeda somehow don't really matter, and that we can kill anybody we want at any time.

There are two ways you can look at this. If you know a little about real American history, you know we have butchered people all over the world and clothed the horrific deeds in noble rhetoric so as not to offend our bloated sense of self-worth. If you know this, then you are part of the choir I so often preach to.

But if you think America has any remaining shred of decency and honesty in the way it barges around the world, killing innocent people with impunity as it goes, then I have to tell you that in your profound and deliberate ignorance, you are an accessory to mass murder. By your silence and inaction, you are assisting in the daily murders of innocent people.

Are you too stupid to make the connection? Waging war on the basis of lies is mass murder, and you are supporting it. Could it be any clearer?

I strongly urge anyone who supports the murderous and evil American presence in Iraq to instruct their children to immediately go and start killing their own neighbors, especially if their skin is not lily white, because this is exactly what the U.S. invasion of Iraq is telling us to do. We don't need a reason to kill people, unless it's because they have something that we want.

Since Iraq has something we want - namely oil - it's OK to kill them. That's what we are teaching are children. This is no joke. That's what our children are learning. Just listen to the soldiers in Iraq describe what they are doing.

How they have unleashed their savage hatred against people who have never done a thing to hurt them.

Oh, don't argue 9/11 to me. Iraqis had nothing to do with 9/11. That atrocity wasn't carried out by Arabs, it was carried out by rich white men who pretend to be pious Christians and Jews hiding behind their billions of dollars.

For Americans, this is the profound lesson of the Iraq war. We don't need a reason to rob and kill someone anymore. Our religious president says it's the right thing to do, and has destroyed our Constitution, as well as our reputation around the world, to prove it.

And this is the lesson of 9/11. You stage a terror attack to convince the world we need to fight terror. This is what the Israelis have done over the last century to the Palestinians.

But it appears that we as a people - the American people - will never learn this lesson. Or, we will never learn it in time, anyway.

We have let our world be radically changed by a few evil, rich, white and soulless businessmen who control the information we receive and the appartus that governs us, and now we have let 200-plus years of relative freedom go down the drain simply because these men wanted to make even more money and sold us on a story that convinced us we were in danger from a foreign threat, just like they always do, just like they have always done.

They have changed the character of the world based on a big lie that we swallowed because we failed to have the courage to challenge what they said.

And look what happened. This killing will never stop, you know. The dogs of war have been unleashed. Those American kids who are doing all that killing in Iraq will bring all the stuff back home, and give it to us here.

You've heard about the plans, of course, haven't you? The economic collapse, the concentration camps for debtors and dissenters. Sure, watch your football game. It can't possibly happen here. Don't let your mind wander to the Fallujah scenario being transferred to Oakland, or Ann Arbor, or Houston.

I know, for most of you, it's already too late to change your mind. The die in cast (and the cast will soon be dead).

Paste that "Support Our Troops" ribbon on the back of your car. That way the rest of us will know you are cheering for mass murder because of reasons that are lies.

And when you look in the mirror, don't look directly into your own eyes. That's what happened to some of our soldiers who came back from Iraq, you know.

You know. Some of the ones who went down to the cellar and put a bullet into their temple.

Should your soul suddenly click on after its long period of dormancy, it could happen to you, you know.

This little snippet of an old song has been playing in my head these last few days. It reveals how old I am. Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young. 1970. "Wooden Ships."

Horror grips us as we watch you die. All we can do is echo your anguished cries. Stare as all human feelings die. We are leaving - you don't need us.

America has become a nation of moral cowards and intellectual liars.

Maybe the good people should get out, while they can. A curdled country like this doesn't deserve to survive.

John Kaminski is a writer who lives on the Gulf Coast of Florida, and is acutely ashamed, in this rancid day and age, to be an American.

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The Conniving Snakes of Amerika (Choking Reality till it Bleeds Black) for all the Bush lovers say Amerika Uber Alles

B.Z. Bywyd

One nation under greed pledging allegiance to power plunder and pummel an "underprivileged" planet propelling ahead with excessive abundance and oil plastic avalanche of consumerism and credit for all

Disbelieving from a disintegrating distance in dystopia flashes of figments of what could be mass deception hyperconnected isolation imbedded in pseudo-reality entertaining to the graphically-enhanced X-rated end

Words doubling back upon history slithering nightly truth no longer nor freedom but evil maybe we decide killing always the easy answer with big bonus profits and oil did we mention the oil to burn our way to the top

BZB 11-11-2004

"Next the statesmen will invent cheap lies, putting the blame upon the nation that is attacked, and every man will be glad of those conscience-soothing falsities, and will diligently study them, and refuse to examine any refutations of them; and thus he will by and by convince himself that the war is just, and will thank God for the better sleep he enjoys after this process of grotesque self-deception."

-- Mark Twain 1916

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"The greatest danger of war seems to me not to lie in the deliberate actions of wicked men, but in the inability of harrassed men to manage events that have run away with them."

-- Henry Kissinger

"Today the real test of power is not capacity to make war but capacity to prevent it."

-- Anne O'Hare McCormick

"Times of general calamity and confusion have ever been productive of the greatest minds. The purest ore is produced from the hottest furnace, and the brightest thunderbolt is elicited from the darkest storm."

-- Colbert

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"War is at best barbarism...It's glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded, who cry aloud for blood, more vengeance, more desolation. War is hell."

-- William Tecumseh Sherman

"War loves to prey upon the young."

-- Sophocles

"You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own."

-- Antonio Porchia

"It was a thought that built this whole portentous war establishment, and a thought shall melt it away."

-- Ralph Waldo Emerson

"It is not the strongest of the species that survive, nor the most intelligent, but the one most responsive to change."

-- Charles Darwin

"The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind."

-- William Blake

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"A vote is the instrument and symbol of a freeman's power to make a fool of himself and a wreck of his country."

-- Ambrose Bierce

"A conservative is a man who is too cowardly to fight and too fat to run."

-- Elbert Hubbard

"Men make counterfeit money; in many more cases, money makes counterfeit men."

-- Sydney Harris

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"We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark. The real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light."

-- Plato

"It is not only what we do, but also what we do not do, for which we are accountable."

-- Jean Baptiste Moliere

"Without your wounds where would your power be? The very angels themselves cannot persuade the wretched and blundering children on Earth as can one human being broken in the wheels of living. In love's service, only the wounded soldiers can serve."

-- Thornton Wilder

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"Society is like a stew. If you don't keep it stirred up, you get alot of scum on top."

-- Edward Abbey

"It is difficult to get a man to understand something when his salary depends on his not understanding it."

-- Upton Sinclair

"Terrorism is the best political weapon for nothing drives people harder than a fear of sudden death."

-- Adolf Hitler

"Learning carries within itself certain dangers, because out of necessity one has to learn from one's enemies."

-- Leon Trotsky

"All great questions must be raised by great voices, and the greatest voice is the voice of the people--speaking out--in prose, or painting, or poetry, or music, speaking out in homes and halls, streets and farms, courts and cafes. Let that voice speak and the stillness you hear will be the gratitude of mankind."

--Robert F. Kennedy

"Loyalty to petrified opinion never yet broke a chain or freed a human soul."

-- Mark Twain

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