jeudi 8 janvier 2009

Qui profite? --- Who Profits?

Trouvées, ces statistiques sur les morts liées à la religion depuis l'origine de chacune d'elles. Ces chiffres parlent d'eux-mêmes...
Found, these statistics on deaths related to religion since the beginning of each of them. The numbers are telling...

David Barrett, Todd Johnson, Justin Long (source)
  • World Christian Encyclopedia (2001): This book is the standard reference work for religious statistics of all kinds, and both Britannica and the World Almanac cite from it. It has a single page [] estimating the number of martyrs since the origin of each religion:
    • Muslim martyrs: 80M
    • Christian martyrs: 70M
      • 20th Century: 45.4M
      • At the hands of...
        • Atheists: 31,689,000
        • Muslims 9,121,000
        • Ethnoreligionists: 7,469,000
        • Christians: 5,538,000
        • Quasi-religionists 2,712,000
        • Mahayana Buddhists: 1,651,000
        • Hindus: 676,000
        • Zoroastrians: 384,000
    • Hindu martyrs: 20M
    • Buddhist martyrs: 10M
    • Jewish: 9M
    • Ethnoreligious: 6M
    • Sikh: 2M
    • Baha'i: 1M
    • Other religious martyrs: 5M
J'ai entendu les chiffres du conflit actuel à Gaza hier soir aux informations (RDI). Plus de 530 chez les Palestiniens et 4 en Israel.
I heard the numbers on the present conflict in Gaza yesterday on the evening news (RDI). More than 530 for the Palestinians and 4 in Israel.


Qui profite de toutes ces guerres?
Who profits from all these wars?

Les banquiers internationaux?
International bankers?

Et que font-ils avec tout cet argent? ... plus d'argent...
And what do they do with all this money? ... More money...

Mais laissons Bob Dylan dire ce que nous devrions avoir le courage de dire...
Let's let Bob Dylan say what we should have the courage to say...

Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead

3 commentaires:

Cuisine Framboise a dit...

Louise, je suis comme toi sans voix rongée par la colère et la honte. L'Onu ne veut même plus pénétrer car ils ont à déplorer un mort...
3 heures de répit par jour, c'est hallucinant...

Bridget a dit...

Bob est grand! L'instinct de mort aussi!

Rosa's Yummy Yums a dit...

La guerre profite à ceux qui la créée! Innocent people are used as cannon fodder while others have bigger plans...