Maybe the real wall... is within ourselves

Liberals are far better at mental gymnastics than conservatives because they've had so much practice at it.

At times, my wife and I have these huge arguments, and stop communicating/texting for hours during the day.

I feel like we are slowly erecting a wall between us that needs to be torn down

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Trump's number 1 negotiating MO is to set an absurdly large anchor and negotiate backwards. He's done exactly that every step of the way and the media tries to paint it as lying to his disgruntled followers. When 95% of trump voters had a very clear picture of what he was doing.

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Needless to say the idea of Mexico paying for any of this is now so out the window it wasn’t even discussed.

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Because at this point it doesn't need to be discussed with congress. Let's just wait and see how NAFTA re-negotiations finalize in the coming months. And if you are one of those people that thought that congress could be bypassed for wall funding, I don't know what to say.

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It's almost like they choose not to recognize that the art of the deal exists. Trump's number 1 negotiating MO is to set an absurdly large anchor and negotiate backwards. He's done exactly that every step of the way and the media tries to paint it as lying to his disgruntled followers. When 95% of trump voters had a very clear picture of what he was doing. Just gotcha journalism for the sake of clicks. We shouldn't give it to them.

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Speaking of mental gymnastics

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Trump's number 1 negotiating MO is to set an absurdly large anchor and negotiate backwards. He's done exactly that every step of the way and the media tries to paint it as lying to his disgruntled followers. When 95% of trump voters had a very clear picture of what he was doing.

Just gotcha journalism for the sake of clicks. We shouldn't give it to them.

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True.

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Maybe the real wall... is within ourselves

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So deep. So much feels.

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Maybe the real wall... is within ourselves

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Yes, but like many misunderstood things in life there are a many layers of symbolism...

Walls can also obstruct line of sight and obscure our vision. Walls allow for subversion and people to "work from the shadows"






"Mother"

Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb?
Mother, do you think they'll like this song?
Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls?
Ooh, aah, mother, should I build the wall?

Mother, should I run for president?
Mother, should I trust the government?
Mother, will they put me in the firing line?
Ooh, aah, is it just a waste of time?

Hush now, baby, baby, don't you cry
Mama's gonna make all of your nightmares come true
Mama's gonna put all of her fears into you
Mama's gonna keep you right here under her wing
She won't let you fly but she might let you sing
Mama's gonna keep baby cozy and warm

Ooh, babe, ooh, babe, ooh, babe
Of course Mama's gonna help build the wall

Mother, do you think she's good enough? (for me?)
Mother, do you think she's dangerous? (tell me?)
Mother, will she tear your little boy apart?
Ooh, aah, mother, will she break my heart?

Hush now, baby, baby, don't you cry
Mama's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you
Mama won't let anyone dirty get through
Mama's gonna wait up till you get in
Mama will always find out where you've been
Mamma's gonna keep baby healthy and clean

Ooh, babe, ooh, babe, ooh, babe
You'll always be a baby to me

Mother, did it need to be so high?


Mother = Deep State.....

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"Hey You"

Hey you ! out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old, can you feel me
Hey you ! Standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles, can you feel me
Hey you ! don't help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.
Hey you ! out there on your own
sitting naked by the phone would you touch me
Hey you ! with your ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out would you touch me
Hey you ! would you help me to carry the stone
Open your heart, I'm coming home
But it was only a fantasy
The wall was too high as you can see
No matter how he tried he could not break free
And the worms ate into his brain.
Hey you ! out there on the road
Always doing what you're told, can you help me
Hey you ! out there beyond the wall
Breaking bottles in the hall, can you help me
Hey you ! don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.

You = the masses....

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"Dogs"

You got to be crazy, gotta have a real need
Gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street
You got to be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
You got to strike when the moment is right without thinking.

And after a while, you can work on points for style
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake
A certain look in the eye, and an easy smile

You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you
You'll get the chance to put the knife in.

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder
You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older
Yeah, and in the end you'll pack up, fly down south
Hide your head in the sand
Just another sad old man
All alone and dying of cancer.

And when you lose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone
And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around
So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone
Dragged down by the stone.

I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused
Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise
If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze?
Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
And everything's done under the sun
And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.

Who was born in a house full of pain
Who was trained not to spit in the fan
Who was told what to do by the man
Who was broken by trained personnel
Who was fitted with collar and chain
Who was given a pat on the back
Who was breaking away from the pack
Who was only a stranger at home
Who was ground down in the end
Who was found dead on the phone
Who was dragged down by the stone.


Dogs = overzealous businessmen
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"The Dogs Of War"

Dogs of war and men of hate
With no cause, we don't discriminate
Discovery is to be disowned
Our currency is flesh and bone
Hell opened up and put on sale
Gather 'round and haggle
For hard cash, we will lie and deceive
Even our masters don't know the web we weave
One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world
Invisible transfers, long distance calls,
Hollow laughter in marble halls
Steps have been taken, a silent uproar
Has unleashed the dogs of war
You can't stop what has begun
Signed, sealed, they deliver oblivion
We all have a dark side, to say the least
And dealing in death is the nature of the beast
One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world
The dogs of war won't negotiate
The dogs of war don't capitulate,
They will take and you will give,
And you must die so that they may live
You can knock at any door,
But wherever you go, you know they've been there before
Well winners can lose and things can get strained
But whatever you change, you know the dogs remain.
One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world

Dogs Of War - Business men of war = CIA/Deep State

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