iran was invited last fall to observe a joint land/sea/air military exercise held jointly by china, russia and india.
the question for me and a few others would be for what purpose would these known enemies have for this type of simulation?
And why are these governments our enemies?
I cant help but wonder this. Is it an inherent flaw for governments to ultimately become corrupted? Is it inevitable that power will always be consolidated thus drawing the attention of the most corrupt of humanity that they then wield as an unholy sword of destruction and mayhem?
In any country, is it ever the people who want the wars, the oppression, the inequality? No. It is always, always the governments who bring these things upon the people of their respective countries. Time and time again through out history we have seen this played out, yet time and time again we allow this to happen. Time and time again people put a trust into those who are untrustworthy, time and time again this trust is betrayed.
Our Forefathers of this country came up with the best solution that they could think of in the hopes that We the People would be able to hold onto this gift that so many of them fought and died for. They realized that this gift that they gave upon us was very fragile and was to be handled with the utmost care, to always be looked after, to always be protected lest this fragile gift be broken. They warned us time and time again of what the pitfalls could be that would shatter this precious gift, but we grew lackadaisical, we ignored these pitfalls, and now we are mired in a quicksand that is threatening to drown us all, threatening to kill this fragile gift, this idea of equality, freedom, and unity of a government run by the people and for the people.
There is no easy way to save this gift. We must hold this gift up as a beacon of hope and fight our way out of this quicksand, this pitfall that we now find ourselves in. We must do this now if we have any hope of saving this precious gift that was given to us. If not then all will sink below the quicksand's of time, this gift to be forgotten, a thing of the past.