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Re: Ctrl+V It's been a long time since I've seen that episode, but I feel moved to respond anyway. Go figure! In the beginning of the series, the argument was made that is was Earth's responsibility to support and defend those of our citizens that have been stolen and exploited by our enemies. That gives our teams the moral right to free slaves and take sides between the Goa'uld and the Jaffa. Here, there is no enemy of Earth to oppose. Put aside our own feelings about the issue that split this community, and look at the bare facts. Alar's side started the the war because they be hatin'. The people in the stasis pods, they be hatin', too. They have demonstrated they are not willing to live and let live with the "breeders" because the breeder's way of life is unacceptable to them. They will not cease the killing of their enemy even when their utter destruction is in sight. That is how they roll. The gate is on Alar's side. If I am remembering correctly, There is no way to make contact with their enemy in good faith. There is no communication route through which they can broker peace. They burned that bridge long ago. Come hell or high water, one side or the other is gonna win! You suggest that our government continue to invest time and money to save these people from their own just desserts. Do you really think they will stop the fighting at Earth's request? Or will they find sneaky reasons to justify continued attacks, which means we are not saving lives, but only tipping the balance so the deaths will be tallied on the other side? Will the enemy accept a cease fire, and give them the time to recuperate, to gain enough strength to start the fighting all over again? Or if they stop fighting, will the Breeders take their opportunity to decimate them once and for all? Despite all the budget problems on the government's shoulders, lets say we are going to save Alar's people. We will move them to an unoccupied and unpoisoned planet. How are they going to feel when they realize that those whom they declared enemies long ago, and our people are virtually indistinguishable? That WE hold to tenets they find repugnant and unacceptable? And that any other people they deal with in the wide universe will be pretty much the very same way? Will they put up and shut up? Welcome the idea with open arms? At what point does propaganda become cultural identity? Stripped of their history, their ideology, forced to endure the indignity of being judged to be in the wrong by our values, and so be forced to compromise their core beliefs to receive our charity, what is it we will have fought so hard to "save?" And by the way, after all that, our government is on the hook to save the other side, too! I guess what we are left with is this: They know they are at an end. With or without us, it's time to either surrender or die. We do not have the right to come in and dictate our morality to these people. We do not have the right to support one side of the fight and not the other, just because that's the side we can see. It's not fair. It's their lives on the line, it's their choice to make. And I think they have already made their choice.

Re: Cool Guns for your Games The Medusa Model 47 is a revolver capable of firing different calibers of bullet.

Re: Foods for those that just don't care anymore I'm actually eager to try that shrimp recipe, and will let you know how it goes once I do.

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Re: Ctrl+V Happy Birthday!

Re: I have a dream. (and MAN was it wierd!) The first part of my dream involved a sizable estate (including a lower level of elevation), and what possibly was a subtle alien invasion. The second part involved me getting a hold of this brass/copper wire, and then obtaining two supernatural abilities: the ability to share a body and/or mind with someone else, and the ability to teleport with significant concentration. For some reason, I was paired up with a pregnant woman that seemed familiar. I recall one "scene" had me in control of her body one point, but we were, for some reason, on the way to a hospital following an accident.

Re: Alternate History Trooper Loadout? Automatic shotguns may just be niche enough to qualify .

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Re: Ctrl+V Throwing Knives

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Re: What Are You Listening To Right Now?

Re: Ctrl+V http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Momentary_Taste_of_Being

Re: A Thread For Random Links http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Momentary_Taste_of_Being

Re: Ctrl+V Out of the corner of her eye, Sophie sees a tall man dressed in black walk behind the group. He walks towards the bathrooms and disappears. The others take no notice of him. She then catches the bartender looking in the direction of the tall man as well.

Re: A Thread for Random Videos

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Re: Ctrl+V http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nQElRKKBH3w

Re: Rogues...and Soldiers...and Assassins...and...Gallery (Dark Champions Art) They're perfect for a "near future" game. Thank you. There actually was at least one dwarf picture posted here a while back: it's of a biker looking dwarf wielding a shotgun. Unfortunately...I do not recall exactly which post it is located in. Still, i'll try to keep modern day dwarves in mind when I next go image hunting. ---

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Re: Ctrl+V The sky was devoid of stars as a fine drizzle seeped from the clouds, soaking everyone and everything into a gloom that was pretty customary for a November night. Li pulled her coat tighter around her body as she trudged along the suspension bridge; the wind whipped around her face on the exposed walkway, and as her hair stuck to her cheeks in dark damp strands she cursed herself for being too lazy to have brought an umbrella. She was pretty certain that the rumble in the distance meant that a storm was on the way. Rush hour was long past, and so the cars were moving relatively freely along the bridge beside her. Their white lights contrasted starkly with the streetlights above her, highlighting small glimpses of colour against the dingy yellow sodium gloom. The rumbling was getting louder, and Li looked up to try to see where the storm was headed. There were some blinking bright lights in the sky, heading in her direction. It looked almost like a helicopter, but it didn't seem to move in quite the same way.