It's not difficult in South Africa for the ordinary person to see the link between capitalism and racist exploitation, and when one sees the link one immediately thinks in terms of a socialist alternative.
At the end of all this, Russia held in her hands a vast belt of land running from the Baltic sea in the north to the Black Sea in the south, comprising eleven nations with a population of 100 million people.
I for one believe that we absolutely need an improved guest worker program, one that holds immigrants and employers accountable and yet still enables us to get a crop out of the ground in south Georgia.
X: As early as 1961, they knew Kennedy was not going to go to war in South-East Asia. Like Caesar, he is surrounded by enemies, and something's underway, but it has no face, yet everybody in the loop knows.
I was raised in a strict Southern household in Lexington, South Carolina, and I remember sneaking off to watch 'Pet Cemetery' as a kid. After seeing those animals reincarnate, I screamed and couldn't sleep for weeks, but watched it again and again.
My thinking was taught to tribes in South Africa like the Zulus and Xhosas. At the time there were about 210 fights breaking out among them every month, but after they listened to my lessons, this fell to just four.
If I really had to pinpoint my happiest days out of the United States, I'd choose those Fifties military days in Britain, particularly my time in South Ruislip. I had a ball.
When I was younger, my father was in the Foreign Service and we lived in Nigeria, Panama, and London, but for the most part I grew up in the South and D.C. I got the travel bug as a little person and I've bounced around a lot.
Private Joker: [narrating] Parris Island, South Carolina. The Marine Corps Training Depot. An eight-week college for the phony tough and the crazy brave.
Norm: God knows what you've unleashed on the unsuspecting South. It'll be wine, women, and song all the way with Ringo when he gets the taste for it.
Cartman: Mom? If you were in a German "scheisse" video, you... you'd tell me, right? [short pause] Mrs. Cartman: Sure, hon.
Dr. Doctor: We accidentally replaced your heart with a baked potato. You have about three seconds to live.
[American representative stands up and clears his throat] [pause] American Representative: Fuck Canada! Canadian Representative: Hey fuck you buddy!
Kyle: Come on, Ike! Kick the baby! Ike: Don't kick the baby. Kyle: Kick the baby. [runs and kicks Ike through a window]
Terrence: [singing] Looks like we may be out of luck. Phillip: [singing] Tomorrow night, we're pretty fucked!
Mr. Garrison: I can't wait to take leave so I can get me some fucking poontang.
The Mole: What do you think this is kid? T.V. kiddie hour where we all stand around and lick Barney the dinosaur fucking pussy?
Soldier: [marching by the Broflovskis' house] And I don't know what I've been told / Canadian pussy is mighty cold.
[to Phillip] Terrence: This is worse than the time when I fell asleep and you put your dick in my mouth and took a picture.
Terrence: You don't eat or sleep or mow the lawn/ You just fuck your Uncle all day long!
[Kenny is falling into Hell, where he encounters the damned] George Burns: Hey, fuckface. Have you seen Gracie?
