America's foreign policy

For government, we were assigned to write on our opinions regarding America's foreign policy. Below is mine :).

Since about World War 1, America has "helped" out in major wars, such as the world wars, or just trying to "protect" other countries like during the "red scare". I think America feels like its part of the job description of the U.S. to interfere with other countries affairs, whether they want it or not. Overall I believe by medling in other countries business we are doing more wrong then good. It seems within recent years, especially during the Bush administration, that the U.S. has come off as ignorant, arrogant, and annoying really. I think Iraq/Afghanistan was a complete mistake, we made up a reason to go in there basically and kept finding new reasons to stay in there. Besides the fact that alot of people within those countries didnt even want us there, I think we totally disregarded the culture, their religion and beliefs and stomped all over them. There was a definately a much better way of going about this, but the Bush administration seemed to think otherwise, and now we are practically stuck there because we have to finish what we started. We have been in this war longer than any of the world wars, and for non justified reasons I believe. Before you can help anybody else you have to help yourself first, especially during these hard economic times. America should be focusing on dropping our unemployment rate, getting ourselves out of this enormous deficit, things at home. But instead we keeps spreading ourselves thin across the world. Even though we are at war with Iraq, we have many random troops across the world that are pretty unnecessary in my opinion. We are trying to help to many people at one time, but because America has lost very few wars/battles they think its possible to do everything. Don't get me wrong I think its great to go into countries and give aid/help for things such as building schools, stopping genocide,giving out vaccinations those sorts of things. Right now though we have to take care of ourselves, and ensure we are doing well so that we can help others more in the future.

Barmed and the strange Basil

Basil was always a strange little boy. He enjoyed doing strange things like seeing how many rocks he could fit in his mouth or shaving off all the hair on his head except for the one inch above his hairline. What most people didn't understand about Basil, was his obsessive desire to lie about everything. So when Basil one day, ran into his classroom and began yelling "I can fly! I can fly!" Nobody took him seriously or even took the time to glance at him for a second. The class had learned by this point, to never take this boy seriously. For Basil this story was different, this story wasnt a lie. Basil really could fly, all he had to do was place an orange magic turban on the top of his head, position his dog, Barmed, correctly and he was off. What Basil didn't know was that his body and the dog would stay in position, lying on the ground as if they never took off for flight. But in their minds and souls they were up high in the sky and that was real for Basil. So one day when Basil attempted to show what little friends he had his ability to fly, all they saw was a dog and a boy with an orange sheet rapped around his head lying on the ground, almost as if they were asleep. His friends laughed and teased him for lying, but soon meandered away leaving Basil alone with Barmed the dog on the floor. In his sorrow, Basil realized nobody would ever learn, have, or share the experience of flying with anybody else then himself.

Jabba the high fructose corn syrup addict

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In governement, we were assigned to create a story based off of one of the characters which Bill Sullivan has photographed within a subway station. Bill sullivan is a "Situational Artist" and takes pictures of moments that would otherwise become a blur among the hustle of bustle of what is known as life. Behind every picture Bill Sullivan takes within this segment, there is a hidden story or meaning that the viewer is meant to interpert themselves. Below is the link to Bill Sullivan's photograph series which my sotyr is based on.

http://www.3situations.com/BillSullivanWorks/MTmaster.html

Jabba A.K.A Large and In Charge

This is Big Mac's here, tryin to rep my girl Margarin here. Margarin is a 30 year old women with a critical health condition, not only is her quality of life effected by the fact that she cant fit through most doors, let alone this subway entrance, but she also has a lethal addiction to high fructose corn syrup.

She has made a point within her life to surround herself with all sorts of sugary concoctions, whether its the midnight moon pie, her cocopuffs at breakfeast submerged in A&W Rootbeer, or her deluxe double deep fried chimi changa from Alberto Roberto Filliberto Concerto Mexican restaurant. In fact she loves food so much she has made it so that her job even involves handling the sugary foods she loves so much. Thats why she chose to be one of the lucky few people who fill up vending machines with soda and snacks. Sometimes if she hadn't had her morning Egg McMuffin, Margarin could be seen swiping half the snacks from the vending machine for herself, it would usually subside her hunger for 15 minutes or so, enough time to find a tub of lard or something to coat the inside of her large stomach.

There was one thing in Margarines life that she usually found herself depressed, eating a tub of ice cream over though. No matter how hard she tried, she could not find love. She was even a senior member of chubbychassers.com, avid user and customer for 5 years. She was always a discombobulated mess as a result, never having all her cards and belongings in one place, she couldn't focus on the trivial moments in life when she had no chunky lover in her life. That was until she saw Lady Marmalade at a New York subway one tuesday night. Lady M, we will call her, was running down the hall swiping people swiftly in the head as she galloped down the hall screaming. She was a Majestic beast with her bulging buggy eyeballs. Margarine looked down and saw the bag in Lady M's hand and soon a deep depression came over her face. The orange bag with which Lady M held said in big bold letters "Boi Toys". Margarine felt in her gut and knew in her heart she had no chance now with the majestic woman Lady Marmalade. Margarine slowly slumped herself to the nearest subway car with the glummest face known to mankind. So depressed was Margarine though, that she did not notice Lady M step into the same subway car as Margarine and take a seat. Still in her depressed mindset, Margarine continued to try and take a seat in the same seat as Lady Marmaladae. As Margarine began to fall down into the seat which she desperately needed to sit in, because her legs were so weak from walking for 10 minutes, Lady M began to yelp for help, trying to alert anyone to the problem at hand. But nobody heard her crys for help, for it was to late. Lady Marmalade was fully engulfed by Margarines large gludeus Maximus, and nobody even noticed. Nobody cared. The End.