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Respectability "the new Yorker" published an article that cites whale Mainza, a former commando, now a Department specialist in civil conflicts, which concludes that the risk of civil war in the United States in the coming years is 65%. "We all say: "Here it can not happen!" And then it happens!"
The fact that in America a systemic crisis and, primarily, the crisis of the political system is common place. Even for the Americans. What is a systemic crisis? This is when the system responds to calls, destroying itself. This is what bent the Soviet Union. Not so terrible challenges, how the reaction to them. To understand, translated into the language of medicine: autoimmune diseases are disorders of the immune system when it perceives its own tissues as foreign and destroy them. By the way, these diseases are also called "system".
What are you talking about? America is a powerful country. So, in autoimmune diseases, they are also systemic crises, the power of the body does not matter. On the contrary: the mighty organism itself can dunk like no fairy fail. The Soviet Union in ' 85, by the way, was the second economy in the world with 60% of the GDP of the United States. What? In the words of Keith mines in "the new Yorker", "We all say: "Here it can not happen!" And then it happens!"

In my opinion, most importantly, we must understand that in Ukraine a civil war. We do not have any dreams about support, including economic support for Ukraine, because in a civil war economic support is absolute nonsense.

Can definitely tell
Moreover, the mouth of the beholder.
To go Hiking
This city boldly,
Called Ciudad Real,
Brilliant master hastily
Gathered among his vassals
Two thousand brave Hiking
And three hundred horse Udaltsov,
Calling and the secular, and the priesthood;
Then all go to blame,
Who wears the scarlet cross on the paps,
Although he had been in spiritual rank, -
In the war with the infidels, of course.
This young man fearless
Kaftan green was the color
With rich gold embroidery,
And only the Bracers could be seen
Flip through the sleeves
Buttoned to the six loops;
Horse, grey in apples, under him,
A huge and powerful body,
Tasted jets of the Guadalquivir
And juicy grasses of its coasts;
Pahvi on it, buckskin,
And the bow caught tape
Binding calcu,
This was an ornament,
As these patches of snow,
Sailing on the white wool.
Side by side with him, Fernando Gomez,
Our Lord, unchanged
Your bulanan: Navis black,
And white snoring, whiter than snow.
Covering Turkish armor,
Sparkle armor and oplechiy,
And the cloak with orange border
Have satkali gold and pearls.
Crowning battle of Shishak,
Curly white feathers
As orange flower,
This yellow bloomer.
In a sling of red-and-white
It isn't a spear hand shakes,
And the whole ash shakes,
Up to Granada all sinister.
Ciudad real has risen to fight.
He stated that he will be faithful
The crown of the kings Castile
And is her possession.
The master broke their defense
Broke into the city all rebel
And those who once
Dared to dishonor,
Ordered to behead,
And the rest, of the lowest rabble,
Told, tucked into their throats and gag,
With whips to whip around.
Now it's all I'm afraid
And like everything, and everyone believes
Who from his youth a skilled
In war, violence and victory,
Will become Mature in summer
Storm Africa arrogant
And a lot of blue moons
Cross the crimson will subvert.
He is the commander and with other
Had behaved so generously,
What if he gave to plunder
Not the city and the estate.
But the music is booming.
Meet him with joy!
The hospitality - the best of crowns
For victorious.

Now in England the biggest sensation - American Affairs. Take the liberty to assert that the armed struggle will not last long and soon give way to some new agreement between the Northern and Southern States, but so far the Manchester manufacturers are under increased anxiety.

Guilty of this blood feud not those who are being oppressed, was forced to take up arms, and those who forced the first to take up arms.

Fought the "white" and "red",
As if the blood was different;
For the middle, outside the village,
And for faith, and for the freemen,
Who share, who for the patrimony of the...
Who: "let there be!"; who: "it's over..."
And the bit of land, black widow,
Switched the rosy blood...
And now look right,
Yes, without a speck of blood.

- I don't want in our house was a civil war!
- And nobody ever wants to. Dictatorship and denial of identity and her own spawn!

The skies rained Death... For thirty-five days a battered Atlanta hung grimly on, hoping for a miracle... Then there fell a silence more terrifying than the pounding of the cannon...
Heaven sowed death... Thirty-five days tacky Atlanta fiercely resisted, hoping for a miracle... Then there was silence, even more terrifying than the gunfire...

I'm angry. Forced loss infuriates me. Empty loss.

Look how many accidents, how many tragedies. People are blind, unaware that the South is doomed. He is already on his knees, and he did not rise ever. The South -- the Old South will live only in memories. The thing is, living in the past - is dying before our eyes.

Here and there between the rows
Sounds the same voice:
"Who is not for us is against us.
There are no indifferent: the truth with us."
And I'm one among them
In the roaring flame and smoke
And with all their
Pray for those and for others.

Civil war is a family quarrel. You almost don't fight with strangers, because you don't know them, you do not communicate with them. But with friends, with relatives, you fight more often, because is the people close to you with them more than just communicate, and you always expect them to be more understanding of their problems, so naturally, any conflict causes greater irritation. That's just as well in the civil war. It is no coincidence that there are two sides consider each other traitors.

Word to the fanatics rushed to cut their fallen heresy compatriots needed somebody to become at their head and yell "hit!", and that's all.

If to give vent to the low passions of the crowd, it will not erase.