Who decides weed/flower? Precious jewel/broken glass? Why are wealthy folks willing to pay hundreds of millions of dollars for a painting? My paintings are rare. Really rare.
Why do we moan that the terrorists don't play fair and wear uniforms while we brag about the colonists in their rag tag outfits mowing down the British in their bright red outfits?
Who decides that war will have rules? Why don't I get to make the rules? Shouldn't any nation, any leader, be ashamed to make war?
Why doesn't the UN demand that we give the land back to the native Americans?
Good is better, right? Love is obvious, isn't it? Why don't folks just do what feels good?
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