

“Thickly forested regions of Phuoc Tuy including the Rung Sat swamps and farms considered to be controlled by the Vietcong, were regularly sprayed by defoliants including “Agent Orange” using aircraft. This was both an inhumane and unsuccessful strategy which only destroyed enough food to feed 245,000 Vietnamese people for a year resulting in a propaganda gift to the Vietcong. (Ham, 2007). Given that defoliation did not uncover the enemy, who kept on fighting from jungle, caves and tunnels, the whole defoliation programme must be considered a failure. Given also, that birth defects and other health problems associated with defoliants can be directly blamed upon “Agent Orange”, it stands to reason that the allies in the Second Indochina War who sprayed it upon villages and farms can in fact be said to be, “Guilty of War Crimes!”
― A Gracious Enemy
― A Gracious Enemy

“Blind, broke, jobless, and frustrated, Kevin found it difficult to get through the following few months. But he had one big thing going for him.
He was sober.
It was a new beginning.”
― Unblinded: One Man’s Courageous Journey Through Darkness to Sight
He was sober.
It was a new beginning.”
― Unblinded: One Man’s Courageous Journey Through Darkness to Sight

“I was surrounded by jerks. I'm not kidding.”
― The Catcher in the Rye
― The Catcher in the Rye

“Those that can’t beat the ass, beat the saddle.”
― I, Claudius: from the Autobiography of Tiberius Claudius
― I, Claudius: from the Autobiography of Tiberius Claudius

“O you, who in some pretty boat,
Eager to listen, have been following
Behind my ship, that singing sails along
Turn back to look again upon your own shores;
Tempt not the deep, lest unawares,
In losing me, you yourselves might be lost.
The sea I sail has never yet been passed;
Minerva breathes, and pilots me Apollo,
And Muses nine point out to me the Bears.
You other few who have neck uplifted
Betimes to the bread of angels upon Which one lives and does not grow sated,
Well may you launch your vessel
Upon the deep sea.”
― Paradiso
Eager to listen, have been following
Behind my ship, that singing sails along
Turn back to look again upon your own shores;
Tempt not the deep, lest unawares,
In losing me, you yourselves might be lost.
The sea I sail has never yet been passed;
Minerva breathes, and pilots me Apollo,
And Muses nine point out to me the Bears.
You other few who have neck uplifted
Betimes to the bread of angels upon Which one lives and does not grow sated,
Well may you launch your vessel
Upon the deep sea.”
― Paradiso
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