Hm.

What if world - wide arguments weren't solved through people dying? Its odd how we have accepted that wars happen. I remember growing up in the '90s and seeing a jet plane shooting across the horizon, and asking my mum what it was doing, and she replied that "it was going to war". I remember even then being astonished that wars were being fought when I felt so comfortable, driving in a car through some woods to go and have lunch with my Nana. In England, if we get to the lowest low, we still can bank on the fact that we're alive; that we have a life and we exist. So many people around the world aren't so fortunate.