A Profound Post

I think it is appropriate to make note of the political ramifications facing our country because of our presence in Iraq. It seems like nobody wants our boys out at war anymore and I for one am questioning if peace is something that is ever really obtainable through wars and arguing politicians. I often wonder if the people in Iraq even have a good concept of peace in their minds. A few days ago, I went to a "call for peace" which is really a call to get Americans out of it, but I was I was struck by a man who got up and exlaimed, "Now this is the story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down and I'd like to take a minute just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called bel-air. In west Philadelfia born and raised on the playground where I spent most of my days. Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool and all shooting some b-ball outside of the school. When a couple of guys said were up in no good started making trouble in my neighbourhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and said youre moving with your aunte and uncle in bel-air. (only the first three episodes of season one) I begged and pleaded with her the other day but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way. She gave me a kissin and she gave me my ticket I put my walkman on and said I might aswell kick it. First class, yo this is bad, drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass. is this what the people of bel-air livin like? Mm this might be alright! I whistled for a cab and when it came near the licensplate said 'fresh' and had a dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought now forget it, yo home to bel-airI pulled up to a house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby yo, home smell you later! looked at my kingdom I was finally there to settle my throne as the prince of bel-air."