We talk of law and order and demand it on our streets, while halfway around the world, we're bombing neighborhoods to hell. Then You attack youth as violent in all your news magazines. Self-serving interests covered up, to question why is to blaspheme. Good intentions, our interventions are sacred, bloodless and pristine. The liberated cheer the victors (at least in text book history). While wide-eyed, battered, bombed out children "wonder why the westerners are there."* You won't care who gets knocked down. Until the day they fucking rise.
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