As to what I have to say in this conversation, American policy has been to keep the rest of the world, especially the raw material prodicing world, simmering but not boiling over, well the result of this attemt is now costing us freedoms at home... so the rest of what I have to say about this is...
Scales of Revenge

Words Lorcan Otway, Tune Traditional, Willy Of Windsburry from the singing of the great Anne Briggs.

Oh America's fired a cruse missile, and it's killed my brother's son Now I must put my hopes aside and learn the way of the gun Oh why and how can they do such things, why bring such grief to me Now I will go and seek revenge for my faith and my dignity

Oh some men from Saudi Arabia, have killed my old school friend He was never a part of any war, why bring him this awful end? Oh why and how can they do such things, why bring this grief to me, Now I will go and seek revenge for my friend and for my country

Oh the helicopters came last night, and we fled into the dark But American bullets flew from above, killing my wife, my love, Oh why and how can they do these things, why bring this grief to me, As generations of Afghans before, I'll defend this poor country

My son, my son, he will never return, in a foreign war he lies slain He was fighting for his home and hearth, on some barren Afghani plain Oh why and how can they do these things, why bring such grief to me Send troops send troops, to far Iraq, to stop this insanity

And here I sit and I watch the world, as blood is shed for blood And I can only wonder why and how can we stem this flood Oh why oh how can they do such things, on justice's bloody path, And who will be left to say in the end, we've balanced the scales at last

Don't stop, don't stop for our martyred dead, or an inch of blood soaked soil, But stop oh stop for the love of your child, in fields of hope now toil Oh how oh why can't we begin, by putting grief behind We can not ever pay for the dead, by paying another in kind.