WHILE we lavish Mr Trump with super-attention, and while we eActivists squeeze social media blood out of a dead refugee child on a seashore far away—still, thousands of migrants from Syria, Iraq and Afghanistan flood through central Europe's borders desperately seeking shelter. Meantime, a vicious tug-of-war between European governments ensues and so border crossings are shut, bridges are blocked and barbed-wire fences are erected in a bid to muffle down the onslaught of distressed humanity. What irony! These are not flesh-hungry zombies, these are human beings...
has current US presidentiables gotta say about this? Can America and
the Allies say they don't have anything to do with Syria, Iraq and
Afghanistan—especially Iraq and Afghanistan? Wasn't it just few
years ago when we actually mightily took out their leadership and
installed our own “friendly” government and “reconstructed”
their fault or faulted economy and society?
to those who may not know. With its 143.1 billion barrels of proved
oil reserves, Iraq ranks second in the world behind Saudi Arabia in
the amount of oil reserves. Meantime, Afghanistan is the world's
primary producer of opium poppy. Recently, all legal and llegal
production of this crop increased considerably, surpassing 5,000 tons
in 2002 and reaching 8,600 tons in Afghanistan and 840 tons in the
Golden Triangle (Burma, Laos, Thailand) in 2014. Production is
expected to increase in 2015 as new, improved seeds have been brought
into Afghanistan. The World Health Organization has
estimated that current production of opium would need to increase
fivefold to account for total global medical need.
was a major producer of high-grade oil since the late 60s but
declined heavily in the late 90s. But then Iran, a known nemesis of
the US, is very friendly with Syria. Iran is the world's 5th largest
producer of oil. The US is the third-ranked producer but we are also
the first in terms of consuming them—yet we don't really want to
mess up our environment by digging more oil (yet we emit them as well
in gargantuan carbon footprints).
showing you how important Syria, Iraq and Afghanistan to us. Anybody
wants to drive a block to CVS to get Prozac supply, or two blocks to
Walmart for a pack of Trust condoms, or 3 miles to Westville Pub for
handcrafted beers? Think Iraqis and Afghanis. Don't think about those
lunatic leaders that we love to hate because we can easily take them
out anyway. Think about those weeping and shrieking and hungry and
cold refugees who were the bodies and souls working their land so
that we could have what we need in excess—in exchange for roof over
their head and food on the table. Do I even say iPods and iPads,
cable TV and Netflix? I don't think these people know what an iPhone
app or who the Kardashians are.
those gruesome photos of dead refugees that we post on our Facebook
walls matter in the long run? Death happens everyday. From a
sidestreet of Detroit or South LA, a child got shot by a wayward
driveby shooting, drug-related. In the south of the Philippines,
victims of Typhoon Haiyan are still mourning their dead and
strengthening nipa huts with bamboo stilts as new typhoons threaten.
Bombs are still falling somewhere because somewhere people misbehave
and defy the orders of the Masters of the Universe.
presidential hopefuls in all Allied countries should talk about
what's going on outside their comfortable fences. I mean, Croatia—of
all countries, tiny Croatia—just took in 20,000 refugees since
Wednesday. The Croatia leadership is yelling for help. What is the
European Union and Washington and Beijing and Russia doing? Making
sure that the One Percent's business interests don't get ruffled by
this grieving humanity?
what we the people can do? Well, we can do a lot—but we can start
by simply walking or carpooling to Target or Ingles. Or better yet,
let's talk about laughter and don't say “No, the mercury gatorade
messed up my fridge so I am in a funk!” because you forgot your
pills. And if I insist, I'd be the same inane pasckie—arrogant,
rude, insensitive jerk who don't care about stuff because I don't
drive a car and fine with ramens as dinner.
digress. Time for my midday coffee.