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Originally Posted by e_tellurian
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Where are their voices?
Advanced economies want accountability so we can move forward at a pace we are use to. If the people of the region are not hearing the efforts being made for a peaceful resolution based on your information one can see the real issue.
The solution is to create a program for real time translation of language so one voice does not represent 1 billion voices. If this population is being misinformed as a consequence of trade issues how can we help?
All thoughts are an exchange/trade of thoughts. This is the fist interaction that takes place prior to any tangible offering. If the thought originates in English then we know where the translation starts. However, with BIG ideas many thoughts and languages are required. Creating an industry will assure no thoughts are excluded at the next level of value exchange.
If North America offers a we-com trade zone it will be with certain understandings ... this offers others work too. Prototyping is of great value when building with new concepts that are hard to understand.
E-T
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You people have no patience! I put this verbage thru a special version of Babelfish and came up with the translation:

Hey, y'all, wus happnin! I's Leon from the planet "What it is". You see, I come here with a special message which I gladly sing to you:
Check it out, i'm the c-a-s-an-the-o-v-a
and the rest is f-l-y
ya see i go by the code of the doctor of the mix
and these reasons i'll tell ya why
ya see i'm six foot one and i'm tons of fun
and i dress to a t
ya see i got more clothes than muhammad ali and i dress so viciously
i got bodyguards, i got two big cars
that definitely aint the wack
i got a lincoln continental and a sunroof cadillac
Now don't be dissin what you don't be diggin. I be Leon, YO! Now some y'all got some attitudes that are in the gutter. Like you straight outta Compton:
Straight outta Compton, crazy motheredit named Ice Cube
From the gang called Nigedit With Attitudes
When I'm called off, I got a sawed off
Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
You too, boy, if ya edit with me
The police are gonna hafta come and get me
Off yo edit, that's how I'm goin out
For the punk motherflowers that's showin out
Nigedit start to mumble, they wanna rumble
Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo
Goin off on a motherflower like that
with a gat that's pointed at yo edit
Yo, good ole school gangsta rap, just like at home, planet What It Is! Now, as I wus sayin', I ain't justa playin', put yo hands in da aya if you a playa, like ya just don't care. That's what I'm talkin' about! Now you homies, y'all gots to stop pickin' on me. I'm the idea man. I just bring it in a different way. Dig? Yo, I'm outtahere!