To live, it is to listen that you feudal it orders us, it, it ordered us. Because anything seedling, nothing changed. So many billions of dollars and the plague of the hunger expire, it convinces. So much time of the times lost at the parties of the football, and the new crowds are million fallen asleep, lost in the treachery of the African circus. And in the end they are chosen, medal him presidential heroes. To build stadiums is important, libraries and universities no, because it is very expensive, it is a waste of money, and gives a lot of effort to form a picture. It is long many years, while a soccer player is formed in the street with a ball of rags. Later the formed pictures denounce our outrages. To the devil with them! To invoke the football, here is our future wise person.
To live, it is after the liberation fight, freed them, no more they make manifestations, strikes, and they emit unfavourable opinions to the rulers. Because who goes against it will stop to the prison. The indulgence and support of the potentates are evidenced. The petroleum strengthens them the democracy, others have democratic elections of only one party. And where a lot of money is wasted, they always appear many democratic for us to help.
To live, it is to vote for and to wait dully in the eternity that the things change. Of facto they always change, but they never get better. They are as the marine tides, they arise and they go down, they fill and they spill. The good democrats know him that is millenarian as the religion. And any difference doesn't exist between a political party and a Church suffers. Because all profess the same ideology: To can give money. The importance, the personal value of each one depends on the oil wells that possess. It is the more ostentation, luxury and unnecessary expenses more respected and feared will be among the crowds.
To live, it is to see all of the journalists in the prison… preferentially died, for the face generals I last eternally in the power. And all, especially all of them with any balanced thing in the head to sell, to deceive the destiny, and later to flee where, of the premature electoral fraud. To import alcohol is futurism, books never, never!
No, this is not to live! In the battles present’s nothing changed, it worsened, because the hunger, the poverty, the slavery, they multiplied. Technically the international experts that receive commission call, they affirm: “that is a boom of the economic development."
Will we never again have other Marx, other Che, and other Cohn-Bendit? Just some environmentalists? The revolutions ended, because the minds presents are washed, genetically modified.