An article in which Harold Pinter, Nobel Prize for literature, blasts Bush and Blair for their Iraqi war lies.
The sun is shining outside my window and I can hear the crickets sing. I love my freedom. I thank the powers above for the things good in my life. And I am saddened for the people who have suffered both natural and man-made disasters in the last few years. I hope that there is a way that the world can wake-up from this collective nightmare.
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