Saturday, November 19, 2005
Remember that fatal September day? How can you forget? Scenes of horror never fade. The world's afraid. Life's not what it used to be. It's fueled by greed, ruled by the need for Black Gold. No matter how you slice it, dictators regulate the price of it. They drill for it, kill for it, we pay the bill for it. Until we find a substitute for it, we'll die for it because oil is the why for it. When there's no demand and oil's abandoned in the sand terrorists will cease to exist. Then the endless war will end.
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