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Is she telling that to Saddam? or Bush?
The best way to solve problems is not to have enemies?
What kind of crap is this?
I say we just let these people say what they want, because the more people like Crow and her ilk talk, the more the American public will realize that these people don't know what they hell they are talking about.
"Children should be seen and not heard"
These people are immature, that's about it.
Still, she is hot. She's over 40 and still looks better than alot of the much younger singer broads.
I wonder if she agrees that the "best way to solve AIDS is to not have risky behavior?"
Methinks Ms. Crow has too much blood flow devirted from her head to her chest.
I've never understood what the deal is with Sheryl Crow. She's a lousy musician.
In theory, that would be correct.
So to apply that logic then when I would not be able to have a favorite football team, because they all would be my favorite. On each game I would have to root for a tie and I couldn't watch the Superbowl because my favorite team would definitely lose.
I wouldn't watch any awards shows because every artist would have to be my favorite and I would feel bad for all the one's that lost. In addition I would be uncomfortable with recognizing only one for his/her accomplishments.
I could do political protest because I agree with every position. Even when they contradict.
Oh, and by the way. Nobody is allow to hate me because I have no enemies.
Thank you Ms. Crow for showing us that it requires more that a 8th grade mentality to understand the REAL WORLD.
Seems to me slavery and nazism were solved by war. These people are so stOOpid!
Thought this might be appropriate for this thread.
This is a total non sequitur. What she should have said is "the best way to solve problems is to not have problems."
or
"The best way to resolve problems with our enemies is to not have problems with our enemies."
Which reminds me of a joke:
Once there was a man who seemingly had it all. He was an exceptionally talented surgeon and so was much admired and sought after. He had a beautiful wife who, aside from being the publisher of the world's most popular fashion magazine, had provided this man with three perfect children, each with talents unrivaled among their respective peer groups. He had properties all over the country, and hob-nobbed with the best and the brightest from all around the world.
Yet, with all of this, the one thing the man lacked was inner peace and he worried incessantly about everything and nothing until one day he could take it no more. He up and left everything without a word and started searching everywhere for the peace he lacked.
Soon a decade passed, and then another. He had followed lead after lead, legend after legend, whisper thin hope after whisper thin hope, all leading nowhere but to blind alleys and dead end streets. When the man finally came to the end of his means and near the end of his wit, he found himself in the dankest dive in Nepal.
"I've had everything," the man sobbed to the goat-skinned garbed bartender, "but it wasn't enough because I never knew peace in my heart. I've followed every fad. I've listened to the best minds of every major religion. I've even tried deadening the pain by joining several of the more popular mind-control cults, but nothing...nothing has eased my burden. And now, it is the absolute end. I have no more leads to follow and no more hope in my heart."
The man then rested his head in the crook of his arm, which itself rested on the dirty, unvarnished bar, and sobbed softly. The bartender was moved to great pity and said, "once there was a man just like you who felt he had come to his reasonable end in my establishment. As a last desperate act, he tried to disappear into the mountain, but instead of finding his doom there, it is said he found the peace he had given up looking for. They say he has built an abode in that mountain, and offers his secret freely to all who ask."
The man lifted his head slowly, the newly ignited spark of hope in his heart was reflected in his eyes. "What mountain?" was all he could manage, and the bartender drew him a map.
It took the man two weeks to scale the mountain, but after two decades of searching with nothing to show, two weeks passed like no time. At the end, his hands where bloody and raw and his toes frost bitten as he pulled himself over the last precipice, to where the map signaled his last hope. And as the man rested at the edge of the cliff, exhausted, he was suddenly blinded by a great white light. In the center of the light was an ancient man with a long white beard and finger nails that hadn't been trimmed in years. The ancient man was seated in the lotus position and hovered two feet above the ground and there was such a look of peace in his face, there was no mistaking who this ancient man was.
The man crawled over to the ancient hovering man and sobbed out his story ending with a plea "Please, master, tell me the secret to peace and happiness, for you are my last hope and all that stands between my soul and doom."
Then the ancient hovering man opened his eyes for the first time and smiled. The ancient hovering man's eyes were so full of wisdom and his expression so full of compassion that it warmed the aching, frostbitten flesh of the lost man. "The secret to peace and happiness in this life," began the ancient hovering man, "is to always agree with everyone about everything."
"What!" sputtered the lost man, filled with outrage at such nonsense, "that's not the answer!"
Without a moments hesitation, the ancient hovering man shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Okay, so its not."
I'd presonally make Lawrence Keeley's War Before Civilization manditory reading in colleges. He notes the long history of human conflict and makes two important points relevent here. First, civilization offers the best solution to homocide and isn't the cause of it. Second, the only way that any group has ever avoided conflict and war is to isolate themselves from everyone else. Indeed more interaction between groups often leads to more conflict, for the obvious reason that people have more to fight over.
Exactly right. That's why we're going to kill them. No more enemy = no more problem.