A dusty, hot, nasty place where plumbing is optional and violence is mandatory.
Your political leadership is quantifiably insane.
When you flip a switch in your home, there’s a good chance the light won’t come on because the politicians in charge of your country are so mad at the country next door, they won’t allow fuel to be shipped through it.
That’s right. The energy to power your home is readily available … but your politicians won’t let it get to you.
And oh, yeah – those same politicians store military hardware like rockets in your houses of worship, hospitals and schools. And then they fire those rockets at the country they’re mad at next door, a country infinitely more powerful than the sliver of land you live on.