I wonder if former Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton, would, as President, follow the advice of her own State Department employees urging for strikes against Assad?
I really have to ask? What do you think? Ready for yet another power vacuum?
As ridiculous as Trump is, he has not made a single statement about toppling Assad .. Actually, the opposite .. That, unfortunately, is the best I’m going to get out of 2016 ..
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“More than 50 State Department diplomats have signed an internal memo sharply critical of the Obama administration’s policy in Syria, urging the United States to carry out military strikes against the government of President Bashar al-Assad to stop its persistent violations of a cease-fire in the country’s five-year-old civil war.”
Dozens of U.S. Diplomats, in Memo, Urge Strikes Against Syria’s Assad
The internal cable, sharply critical of Obama administration policy, says military action is necessary to stop violations of a cease-fire in the country’s civil war.
This is why I’m so excited for his Presidency .. It’s going to be so amazing .. I don’t understand why you guys are all so bummed out ..
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I’m not really a fan of basketball, but I think, “NBA champion returns to hometown to turn his rag tag team of nobodies into a championship team” would make a better feel good movie than “A bunch of little kids like to shoot three pointers” ..
It might be wise to have your passport ready now already. It can take 6 to 8 weeks to receive it after applying. President Trump will take office January 20th, 2017.
Since he likes to do things so fast your head will spin, I imagine it won’t be long after that when the internment camps are set up.
I found the MP3 of “Faithless – I want my Family Back” on one of my hard drives from many years ago .. Worth sharing .. Here’s the Youtube video .. Enjoy ..
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FAITHLESS LYRICS
“Bring My Family Back”
I’m on lonely street age nearly three
Recently Mama’s crying all the time
is it because of me or my younger sister,
even Dad was weeping when he kissed her.
Face all puffy like a blister,
crying like he missed her.
Since we moved away from the house,
where we used to play.
They say I’ll understand on day but I doubt it,
Mama never say nothing about it.
How’d it get to be so crowded.
I found it a strain, everywhere I look I see pain.
And I can’t escape the feeling,
maybe I’m to blame. So I strain to listen,
Praying for a decision, wishing they where kissing.
This feels like extradition or exile,
Mama finds it hard to smile
So I make pretend cups of coffee in her favorite style.
She says child I’m working so there’s nothing you lack.
But she know I want my Dad I want my family back.
I’m on Lonely Street, age forty three.
Couldn’t gauge when to quit so my wife quit me.
Took offense, took the kids,
I wish that was the end.
But before she took her leave
she took care of my best friend.
Working all the hours.
God send was not the tactic
You see, because after ten years
I’m left with jack dish. Wanted to make the cash
quick so I had to work real late.
Bad sex, my woman’s vex, even if I stay awake.
And if I’m honest, I had a little cake at the office.
I was eating. We’d do our cheating over coffees,
making tea for the bosses.
Making free with me,
and I agree I got sleazy too easily.
But I’m forty three,
this doesn’t usually happen to me.
Now I’m lonely,
I wonder what my son’s doing today.
Suddenly I’m blinking like the screen
on my computer display.
And I’m drinking.
Concerned about what’s down the track
if I don’t get my family back.
I want my family back
I’m on Lonely Street, number fifty three.
Boarded up property,
I’ll probably get pulled down.
Litter all around inside there’s
no sound and no light.
But yo it gets busy at night, People creeping.
Derelicts sneaking to fix. Speaking.
On the way my timbers creaking,
Roof leaking. And bricks coming loose,
knee high in refuse.
But even though I’m a slum,
I’m still of some use.
There was a time when my walls where decorated.
And under my roof children where educated.
But now paint’s faded, windows are all smashed,
a crash in the economy robbed me of my family.
And no strategy, combats negative equity,
so that’s it. Like violence it’s drastic.
I’m freaking, and seeking to be
more than just a house for crack.
Somebody bring my family back.
Faithless – Bring My Family Back
The video without Sabrina Setlur and more lyrics by Maxi Jazz. Enjoy!
