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the oil of life

The oil of life when one writes about minorities no one wants to know, the next page is about knitting, please. We do not like to read about losers and our responsibility for their failure. A tsunami came rolled over the landscape, changed it and the language, unstoppable misery for the people who lived there, but it brought us the automobile. The Palestinians have lost most of their land and now they are losing more, except their dignity. We don´t want to know the next page about knitting, please. Let us read about the super-rich and their yachts and Rolls Royce, we like to see the pictures of them in magazines, their villas and life mode- we dislike the truth, and it demands us to sit up straight and think about the world and the orangutan losing their habitat to palm oil.
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