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Somewhere in the Middle


70 years ago, President Roosevelt delivered his "Day of Infamy" speech, following the attack of Pearl Harbor.  70 years today, you can still visually see the sunken USS Arizona, with the same oil floating in the water, still capturing the bodies of some sailors.

About 8 hours west of the Pearl Harbor monument, you will find the Chiran Peace Museum for Kamikaze Pilots,  in Japan, and in between you can see the destruction of war.  

66 years later you can still see the effects of the atom bombs dropped over Nagasaki and Hiroshima, where about 200,000 people died as a the result of the attack.

Prior to the atom bombs, about 200,000 people were killed in the Battle of Okinawa, and about 20,000 died in the Battle of Guam.

Caught in the middle, and always in between are people that have no voice in neither decisions, nor the outcome.  Just like civilians caught in between war and civil battles;
daily, 
weekly, 
or monthly, 
you will find children...in the most industrialized nation in the world, unknowing of their fate, dying to live. 

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