Miss Obama’s peacenik T-shirt sends a message to G8 leaders
This is also called telegraphing a pass, but family members are out-of-bounds…
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Does anyone REALLY think her clothes were planned? ::cough, cough::
Ah, the old Footprint of the American Chicken…
It seems like there are either no adults in the White House or her momma dresses her funny.
“cut back on the world’s stockpiles of nuclear weapons”
Does anyone believe that disarmament is the solution or that proliferation control is effective? Just how much wealth does America utilize to bribe… I mean persuade others to comply?
Pandora’s Box has been opened, and their is no returning to a more “innocent” time. The knowledge has proliferated throughout the world, and the resources are readily available to produce these weapons. However, it’s worth remembering, that almost every, if not all, technology has a “dual-use.”
There are several ways to mitigate the threat:
- dictatorial state
- population control
- reeducation/reprogramming
- divining intention (i.e., prediction)
Like father like daughter. At least she is naive by age. What is his excuse?
Our only hope is to promote elevation of individual morality. So that we aspire to an enlightened state, where people respect life and each other. We start with the ideal, then recognize and accept reality.
Does anyone care what the “first daughters” clothes are like, or even how their mother dresses? I DON’T CARE!!!!
I don’t care, either, but this photo makes me curious: How much did her parents pay for that T-shirt? Because it seems as if any working-class look (sneakers decorated with glitterpaint and ribbon) can be replicated by some French guy and they’ll buy it for several hundred dollars.
I’m pretty sure I’ve said this before, but I’ll say it again, “Peace sells… but who’s buyin’?”