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Few messages to all of those who love their country:
JFK: "Those who make peaceful revolution impossible will make violent revolution inevitable."
JFK: "Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country."
Moral standing and the strenght of character is reflected in personal diligence, resilience, stamina, responsibility, honesty, dignity and individual liberty, sence of pride and national belonging.
Toshiro Mifune: “Never let a Fool Kiss You or a Kiss Fool You.”
Few messages to all of those who love their country:
JFK: "Those who make peaceful revolution impossible will make violent revolution inevitable."
JFK: "Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country."
Moral standing and the strenght of character is reflected in personal diligence, resilience, stamina, responsibility, honesty, dignity and individual liberty, sence of pride and national belonging.
Toshiro Mifune: “Never let a Fool Kiss You or a Kiss Fool You.”
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Regardless of personal politics, there is one movement we must mobilise behind and that is – drain the swamp of bureaucracy and political class of traitors.
Public sector so called workers, retired, disabled, unemployed and scum on benefits now outnumber productive work force 3 to 1.
We are morons to have allowed this state of affairs.
Remember that it is the central banks that have created a welfare culture and in the process have destroyed the fabric of society.
There is a song that comes to mind at the moment
The Living Years
Mike + The Mechanics
Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door
I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Oh, crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got
You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defence
Say it loud (say it loud), say it clear (oh say it clear)
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late (it's too late) when we die (oh when we die)
To admit we don't see eye to eye
So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts
So don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different day
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be okay
So say it loud, say it clear (oh say it clear)
You can listen as well as you hear
Because it's too late, it's too late (it's too late) when we die (oh when we die)
To admit we don't see eye to eye
I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say
I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Say it loud, say it clear (oh say it clear)
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late (it's too late) when we die (it's too late when we die)
To admit we don't see eye to eye
So say it, say it, say it loud (say it loud)
Say it clear (come on say it clear)
Songwriters: B.A. Robertson / Mike Rutherford (gb)
Public sector so called workers, retired, disabled, unemployed and scum on benefits now outnumber productive work force 3 to 1.
We are morons to have allowed this state of affairs.
Remember that it is the central banks that have created a welfare culture and in the process have destroyed the fabric of society.
There is a song that comes to mind at the moment
The Living Years
Mike + The Mechanics
Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door
I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Oh, crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got
You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defence
Say it loud (say it loud), say it clear (oh say it clear)
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late (it's too late) when we die (oh when we die)
To admit we don't see eye to eye
So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts
So don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different day
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be okay
So say it loud, say it clear (oh say it clear)
You can listen as well as you hear
Because it's too late, it's too late (it's too late) when we die (oh when we die)
To admit we don't see eye to eye
I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say
I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Say it loud, say it clear (oh say it clear)
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late (it's too late) when we die (it's too late when we die)
To admit we don't see eye to eye
So say it, say it, say it loud (say it loud)
Say it clear (come on say it clear)
Songwriters: B.A. Robertson / Mike Rutherford (gb)
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