politicians
Reviews of the politicians kissing babies and running governments around the world; applaud and criticize the decisions they make and their implications.
Since alive, might as well
Since alive, might as well be like water, dribs and drabs are real life. Often listen to you sigh with emotion, a person is not lazy, also not vulgar, more a lot of talent, but not necessarily live. This trap is always tormenting you, causing you to fall, often after a brief insight, into a deeper ignorance. From then on your locked brow originated a long river of sorrow, only in the meteor sky with strings in exchange for their own lonely story. You say that the young heart will not open an umbrella into such as crying rain, only in the morning will not wake up in the swaying of the millennium dream. This time, though you are still a mountain, is premature desolation. Your wandering experience has convinced you that youth is just a black title told by the night. However, this should not be your whole story, because your bright eyes still prove the early spring rain, you should shake off a body of wind and frost in the flying rain, with your thin fingers on the earth to write: I thank life, believe in the future! The same is the silence for the preface, this time your book opened a new plot, you get up to the strange grass island, let the sad clouds on your face slowly into the sky, you carefully drying the wet youth, let the youth become a proud song, gurling into the ears of The Times. I saw your flowing long hair to absorb the strong wind, heard your life in the bamboo forest rattling, so you really began to learn to laugh, learn to live, learn to silently carve a passion, a faith, a kind of upward power in your young heart wall. Life, need to slowly precipitate its value in the warp and weft of time and space, although at that time the universe silent, heaven and earth do not wake up; Life, also should be beyond the twilight of the day after the start again, so that all the flow of blood and enthusiasm, re infected with the sun's brilliant and heavy fingerprints.Since alive, might as well be like water, dribs and drabs are real life. Often listen to you sigh with emotion, a person is not lazy, also not vulgar, more a lot of talent, but not necessarily live. This trap is always tormenting you, causing you to fall, often after a brief insight, into a deeper ignorance. From then on your locked brow originated a long river of sorrow, only in the meteor sky with strings in exchange for their own lonely story. You say that the young heart will not open an umbrella into such as crying rain, only in the morning will not wake up in the swaying of the millennium dream. This time, though you are still a mountain, is premature desolation. Your wandering experience has convinced you that youth is just a black title told by the night. However, this should not be your whole story, because your bright eyes still prove the early spring rain, you should shake off a body of wind and frost in the flying rain, with your thin fingers on the earth to write: I thank life, believe in the future! The same is the silence for the preface, this time your book opened a new plot, you get up to the strange grass island, let the sad clouds on your face slowly into the sky, you carefully drying the wet youth, let the youth become a proud song, gurling into the ears of The Times. I saw your flowing long hair to absorb the strong wind, heard your life in the bamboo forest rattling, so you really began to learn to laugh, learn to live, learn to silently carve a passion, a faith, a kind of upward power in your young heart wall. Life, need to slowly precipitate its value in the warp and weft of time and space, although at that time the universe silent, heaven and earth do not wake up; Life, also should be beyond the twilight of the day after the start again, so that all the flow of blood and enthusiasm, re infected with the sun's brilliant and heavy fingerprints.
By Henry Tyre3 years ago in The Swamp
African IMF & Loan Indebted Governments Can't Overtax Citizens You're Creating a Recipe for Anarchy
Tuesday, May 30 2023 By: TB Obwoge I was casually checking on a friend in Kenya, he's been encouraging me, begging me actually, to return to the country I left in 2020. I've been telling him I would but watching the news of the economic issues in Kenya is very worrisome.
By IwriteMywrongs3 years ago in The Swamp
Brazil
Brazil is the largest country in South America and the fifth largest country in the world by area. It is located in the tropics, and its climate is hot and humid. The country has a population of over 210 million people, making it the fifth most populous country in the world. Brazil is a federal republic, and its capital is Brasília.
By Nouman Yousaf3 years ago in The Swamp
Playbook: Bad news for Biden comes in threes
Most recent IN TEXAS — "'We began running': 8 killed in Texas discount shopping center shooting," by AP's Jake Bleiberg and Rebecca Boone … More on the ground from the Dallas Morning News … NYT with a strategy point: "Numerous experts in Texas say they have seen an expansion in spontaneous gunfire since September 2021, when the state started to permit most grown-ups to convey a handgun without a permit."
By Samanta Smith3 years ago in The Swamp
Is Putin an agent of the West?
Among Western politicians, there has been no singular figure who can be universally recognized as the greatest pro-Western politician or the most ardent supporter of the North Atlantic Treaty Organization (NATO). However, recent events have prompted European countries to set aside their differences and unite against shared threats.
By Bozhan Bozhkov3 years ago in The Swamp
