We can change the world if we all change our minds to love one another!

I can write this, because I live in a country with fair Constitutional Rights. No, it is true, they are stepped on and muddled out little by little but there's a few, that really would just let other people handle it, and those are the people you can thank for letting your rights go away little by little.

What has prompted me to write this hub is my fascination with documentaries. Yes, I'm fully aware that all they show are tid-bits of the truth and some propaganda, and some flat out lies.

It's a matter of learning and deciding which to believe, who to believe and when to believe. I'm going to use one person who used the motto "Can't we all just get along" because it holds so much truth. We know who said those words, if you don't. Look it up.

The man that spoke those words was brutally beaten by the police. But what the media DIDN'T show you was the police told him TO STAY DOWN! STAY ON THE GROUND and he did not. Regardless of how many times they told him to stay down, he attempted to get up. Thus, that gave the police the right to force him to STAY DOWN. When the camera shows this beating, it was brought to our attention on how the police beat him, never giving thought to the fact that the man was told to stay down and he did not listen to them. Had he STAYED DOWN as told, it's possible he would not have endured the beating he got.

How are the police to know if he was struggling to get a gun or weapon to harm them?

How many of you thought about that?

In my recent documentary viewing I chose to watch one about North Korea. I was in awe that some of the people I was referring the documentary to about Seoul is they believe it's in North Korea when it is in fact South Korea. It is indeed very close to the line, but still, in a Democratic South Korean area.

• People in South Korea believe they live in a Democracy. Do they? You go find out.

People in N. Korea are forced to BOW and PRAY to a man's portrait. Forced to believe he is God. Look over at your walls, you see your photos of your family. They are allowed two photos which must be kept perfect. Their dictator Kim Jong IL and the family Dynasty run the country. They do not elect a President, it is handed down from father to son. Next in line, son Kim Jong UN.

I think the main thing that bothers me about their country, isn't who runs it, it's HOW they run it. I don't like seeing children worked to the bone nor going hungry.

Our country throws away mass amounts of food, and in the outer cities of North Korea children eat what they find on the ground. Many have no parents or even an adult to look after them.

Do you care?

• Africa. It thrives more than you think it does. Sure there are poor parts, but a lot of them are very very WISE. They know how to live off of the land and do not want government intervention.

Yes, I've been there, I know.

China. Did you know North Koreans try to defect to China in hopes of a better life?

China sends them back where they're either killed or beaten until they wish they were dead. They have no remorse.

I'm an angry at this atrocity. At world leaders who could change this. But I am just one. What can I do to put food in the mouth of a child in the street? I can't fly there, I can't visit there, I cannot adopt one or 10 of their children that live on the street.

When I was in Iraq, Iran, Saudi Arabia, I was hungry. Not because it is a lot of sand, lack of crops, but only because I only knew America's food. I ate small chocolate bars and a few crackers. I ate ketchup with a spoon. I couldn't eat the fish while it was looking at me, but then again I knew there would be light at the end of that tunnel. Our trip would only last two weeks and I'd be back home to the land of hamburgers and french fries!

I'm sure that brought a smile to someone's face! I would know now, how to get the meat out and had a bit more to eat, after all who doesn't have some ketchup with their fish sticks now and again.

While there is a crises of some sort going on every place on the planet, heads turn as not to see, hear or care.

I'm not going to. When you lay on your comfy bed, and you rest and wake to feed your children, send them off to school making sure their lunch is packed or you've given them lunch money there is another child - maybe just a few miles away who is hungry. Maybe they are being made to practice for hours and hours until their small thin bodies are tired and hurt just to please a dictator for a day. They curse you for making them not have lights because they can't keep them on.

I sit by candle light because it gives off an air of silence, solace softness, relaxation. They curse candle light because 50ish years ago there was a war. It had nothing to do with me, or you. But they hate you and blame you. Do you care?

Are your prayers being heard? Do you even pray for them, or do you thank for the food that goes into your mouth each day? When you light a candle and see the glow around it, do you realize it's a luxury to you as it's a necessity to someone far away?

When you get dressed in the morning and deciding what to wear, are you aware that you have many choices when some have no choice.

My challenge to you is to not turn away from this hub, take the smile off your face for one week and put on a spandex body suit and practice throwing a ball into the air and catching it behind your back for 8 hours. You may stop once for one bowl of rice. Plain, without butter. No yummy flavors. No raman noodles. One small drink it must be water. Oh, almost forgot. You MUST smile as smiles show happiness.

Have you ever thought of how a smile should be the universal greeting of happiness, but it's used as a cover to make the world think you are happy or suffer the consequences?

My bet is, oh, please bet me please! You have never thought of this when you were busy snarling up in someone's life what is really going on in theirs that they'll never tell you?

You're on. You've lost before you've begun.

**BELOW I ASK YOU A QUESTION - BUT I THINK IT IS FAIR THAT I ANSWER IT MYSELF TOO**

I haven't eaten yet today. But I will. My government, the man whose photo I do not have to worship. He gave low income families $50. food vouchers to replace food that had gone bad during our power outage after the hurricane battered the East Coast. So I will eat today.
My roof still leaks, and my water is still broken. A lot of my things are ruined that I'll never get back. My government will not fix my leaking roof, and maybe, when my insurance gets to me they might. But later when my stomach growls and when it rains again, I'll put a tub to catch the water, and I will light my nightly candle (because the rain shorted out my electric) and I'll be glad to be an American, but my heart will still bleed for those who cannot even have an extra bowl of rice, or a soft place to lay their head.

I bet again.. that replies will be thin, if any, below. But when you eat your food today, think of that little boy and the millions like him that will be lucky to find anything to eat. Before you light up that next cigarette or take your next dose of prozac, hear my voice in your head telling you to shut the F up.