After all there is money to made? Good for you. I donot play the short term downsides, too risky for my taste.
I reckon he was contracted to kill her, some poor shmuck at the end of the road, life is shit, no money, no food to eat, no sheep to shag, life is a total misery. Then comes along some smarty pants and promises him an eternal joy with 7 sluts, etc and his family will be taken care of financially, nice lie. All he has to do is go and blow himself up, somebody always has to die to benefit another. Sick world.
Follow the money. Who does her death help. The US puppet dicktator Musharraf. Not sure what the US is doing here, but looks like we're going to have another Iran in our hands and this one actually has a working nuke. Fundamentalists and the Pakistan secret service are one and same. The eventual winner is the police state lovers in the US. More terrorist related instability in the world, the more rights and liberties western citizens gladly give away to "be safe". Ultimate winner is the infant western police state.
Rennick, next time that you look into the mirror, take a really deep look then hand yourself an enevelope.
Agree with that. This is not a big deal and doesn't concern the US/World markets too much. The Indian market will be down huge today though. Methinks -500 is certain at open. All Indian ADRs in the US are down already. That should be about it regarding the economic impact. The geo-political stuff is obviously much more serious.
You don't know who and what was involved, so limit your imaginations to reality. Listen to news and digest the facts instead of coking up weird stories and tales stereotyping people in that part of the world.
Good evening, America. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine - the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration, thereby those important events of the past usually associated with someone's death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, a celebration of a nice holiday, I thought we could mark this November 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn't there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn't be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you, and in your panic you turned to the now high chancellor, President Bush. He promised you order, he promised you peace, and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent. Last night I sought to end that silence. Last night I destroyed Mount Rushmore, to remind this country of what it has forgotten. More than four hundred years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives. So if you've seen nothing, if the crimes of this government remain unknown to you then I would suggest you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked. But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside me one year from tonight, outside the gates of the White House, and together we shall give them a fifth of November that shall never, ever be forgot. "V" from 'V for Vendetta'