Don't delight in this.




I am afraid of extremely militant countries even if they are not officially at war. It is just a matter of time. If we wish to prevent incredible disaster we must not be neive.


This is where my great, great grandfather stopped before heading to Panama, before there was a canal, to get malaria; then become a brand new californians. The crew also had to eat monkey. All fact.


I don't speak jive, but I do speak good English.


As the romance dies the west is on the rise.


You too can grow up!


Where is my country now?


Do we know ourselves in such places.