Brief Oil Portrait
Say that U.S. We aim for our oil, it is a commonplace of the most sticky of this world. They love our wildlife, our mineral lands and geostrategy which provides them, can be even more ridiculous both realism that it behaves. But what will do you? It is a fact that we can talk about infinitesimally, as when we discussed the State of the time, so give the impression that with our words we add another drop of water to the sea. It is a fact that must speak, but speak to conscience as long as it could potentially affect our lives with its eventuality; dealing with gravity, fighting the halo of truism that surrounds it, same that it could lead us to perceive it as an issue because of life, rather regular, as the same sea, sky and land, almost despercibidos due, precisely, by their condition of superexistencia and everyday life (nothing else refer the cliches).
Life, therefore, your life, daily imperialism of our lives. And unusual accustoming that of that penda a huge sword of war and appropriations, with the flow of blood and human lives would be spilled on our stocks. As if I were a cattle, a few cattle, in a delimited fold property of superior forces; as if we were a cupboard where the Butler takes us periodically. Waiting for our time, in other words, when the imperial master to start him failing supplies on the other hand (or is made difficult to obtain them) and to decide to exploit us frontally, systematically, to continue sucking an udder that prolong life. Because no one doubt: no life not asking permission to live, and where the United States behave a life (imperial) system, to that extent live, if you want to naturally (no high or low instinct), ensuring the dowry that ensures your livelihood. Instinctively, you can say, given that the impulse is the basic force of life.