you gotta admit this country is kinda retarded. only in america this kinda stuff every other damn day. so sick of it. next time i see a cop, i'll raise my both hands and take my clothes off to show him i'm not armed
This is such a naive and stupid point of view.
Do really believe America is this out of control, wildly violent country as compared to others?
You really don't know anything about the world if you do. If its so bad here then why aren't you and all the other America bashers fleeing in droves out of here? I'll tell ya why, because you are full of crap and would be scared to live outside this country. There is a reason everyone is trying to get into the US and not leave it.
I really hate America bashers. No one is forcing you clowns to stay. Go ahead and leave if it's so bad. Go find out what real corruption is like.
But we know you won't because you are just full of hot air.
Now shut up and sing with me
O say can you see by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner, O! long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country, should leave us no more?
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
O thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation.
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the Heav'n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave![12