Fuck war

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y0kai@anarchist.nexus · 11 pts · 135d (1 reply)

& fuck politicians!

A404@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 9 pts · 135d

You do not become a successful politician by being a good person.

quediuspayu@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 7 pts · 135d (2 replies)

Playing the Witcher 3 you hear quite often from NPCs "kings do the fighting, peasants do the dying"

Doc_Crankenstein@slrpnk.net · 4 pts · 135d (1 reply)

"Why don't presidents fight the war? / Why do they always send the poor?" - B.Y.O.B., System of a Down

It's a statement that's been told through generations of media and literature yet people still don't seem to grasp the point of it.

quediuspayu@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 4 pts · 135d

Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that all to the poor, yeah
War pigs, Black Sabbath

I guess that most people never heard it

LibertyLizard@slrpnk.net · 3 pts · 135d

Cannot upvote this enough.

arrachnid@slrpnk.net · 2 pts · 135d

Sick of the dark ways we march to the drummin'/ Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumpin'/ Fuck that, I wanna see some fists pumpin'/ Risk something, take back what's yours/ Say somethin' that you know they might attack you for/ 'Cause I'm sick of being treated like I have before/ Like it's stupid standin' for what I'm standin' for/ Like this war's really just a different brand of war/ Like it doesn't cater to rich and abandon poor/ Like they understand you in the back of the jet/ When you can't put gas in your tank/ These fuckers are laughin' their way to the bank and cashin' the check/ Askin' you to have compassion and have some respect

Do you see the soldiers that are out today?/ They brush the dust from bulletproof vests away/ It's ironic, at times like this, you'd pray/ But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday/ There's bombs on the buses, bikes, roads/ Inside your market, your shops, your clothes/ My dad, he's got a lot of fear, I know/ But enough pride inside not to let that show/ My brother had a book he would hold with pride/ A little red cover with a broken spine/ On the back, he hand-wrote a quote inside/ "When the rich wage war, it's the poor who die"