EPTAnd yeah, resource scarcity will inevitably force hostile situations. Of all people, I would think Starcraft players would understand the macro game of resource management and the lengths nations will go to protect or acquire additional resources.
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mav451
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And yeah, resource scarcity will inevitably force hostile situations. Of all people, I would think Starcraft players would understand the macro game of resource management and the lengths nations will go to protect or acquire additional resources. | ||
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Skvid
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Jayme
United States5866 Posts
On May 06 2010 13:54 Vei wrote: I really don't think WW3 will ever happen...like maybe Russia or some middle east country or N Korea will go crazy with their nukes, but the civilized world realizes how undesirable nuclear war is. It doesn't have to be a nuclear war to be a world war. You can do plenty of damage with regular explosive bombs. | ||
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jello_biafra
United Kingdom6641 Posts
On May 06 2010 23:37 Jayme wrote: It doesn't have to be a nuclear war to be a world war. You can do plenty of damage with regular explosive bombs. The thing is though, total war will inevitably lead to nuclear war regardless of the promises both sides might make (assuming both sides possess nuclear weapons, a fairly safe assumption IMO) at the beginning because when you're country is losing the war and facing total defeat you're just gonna be like "fuck it, why not?" and launch your entire arsenal. | ||
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exeexe
Denmark937 Posts
On May 06 2010 23:20 lu_cid wrote: At the risk of sounding like a negative nancy, u are not a negative nancy but a realistic nancy. | ||
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love1another
United States1844 Posts
I walk across the bridge to class one lovely day in May. Enthralled in Summer's sights and sounds, I somehow lose my way. And when I find myself again it seems like years have passed. The world around me seems so strange with wonders great and vast. I walk precisely on a street Now paved in platinum. I ogle at this perfect place My world had just become. Then right above me with their skyboots many children sail. They smile as they lift me up and tell their wondrous tale. 'A motherlode, some folks had found While mining on the moon, Has made resources plentiful As sand grains in a dune. With energy renewable as raindrops in the sea, our riches now have ended all the woes of poverty. And with this newfound wealth we fought to fix the atmosphere. We built a giant filter And the skies were ever clear. We saved the global habitat And ended all disease And war as well; now human beings Can mingle as they please! And children everywhere can be Whatever they so choose. With education lighting up "Imagination's fuse."' <-- sorry for people who don't like dickinson  After flying to and fro and showing me around, they bid farewell and fly away as I wave on the ground. But as I start to feel at home in this temporal rift, My eyes become quite heavy And my mind begins to drift. And coming to, I lift my head And stare up from the ground. Around me I can only find Familiar sight and sound. A little sad, I think aloud, now in the present date: "This trip may well have ended but that future... I'll create!" | ||
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