11th June Street Action
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q1NgkvbHnwg
Thanks heaps to Y. for doing the editing. I think you did a great job with some messy footage. We have decided to get more professional with our camera work. This will require a dedicated camera crew for each event and an equipment upgrade.
Thanks to everyone who came, and to everyone passing by who took the time to find out what we are about. This movement is about creating a future not controlled by "masters of war". To achieve that we have to use every bit of our intelligence.
In our opinion it is simply not sufficient to oppose wars without also unmasking the lies upon which those wars are fought. This is why the anti-war movement has failed. War is business, and worse than that - it's a scam. There never was a "just" war! People always say "what about Hitler?", but they are ignorant not to realise that Hitler was funded and propped up by the same kind of people who helped Saddam Hussein to power.
This one of the many tricks they use to cajole whole populations into their games.
They create the puppets whom they later destroy.
Masters Of War
| Come you masters of war You that build the big guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks You that never done nothin' But build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water That runs down my drain You fasten the triggers For the others to fire Then you sit back and watch When the death count gets higher You hide in your mansion As young people's blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud |
You've thrown the worst fear That can ever be hurled Fear to bring children Into the world For threatening my baby Unborn and unnamed You ain't worth the blood That runs in your veins How much do I know To talk out of turn You might say that I'm young You might say I'm unlearned But there's one thing I know Though I'm younger than you Even Jesus would never Forgive what you do Let me ask you one question Is your money that good? Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could? I think you will find When your death takes its toll All the money you made Will never buy back your soul And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand o'er your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead - Bob Dylan |
