Author: Oscar Phelps Austin
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Money
Languages : en
Pages : 400
Book Description
Uncle Sam's Secrets
Author: Oscar Phelps Austin
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Money
Languages : en
Pages : 400
Book Description
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Money
Languages : en
Pages : 400
Book Description
Uncle Sam's Secrets
Author: Oscar Phelps Austin
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Children's stories
Languages : en
Pages : 420
Book Description
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Children's stories
Languages : en
Pages : 420
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Uncle Sam's
Author: Jay Humphreys
Publisher:
ISBN: 9780974592008
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 340
Book Description
It's April, 1942 and St. Augustine glistens in the warm Florida sun. For the residents of America's oldest city, the ravages of a world war seem far away. Comfortable in their tidy, historic community, increasing tourism seems more important than fighting fascism. But for the town's black residents, the war has brought their situation into sharp contrast -- especially when it comes to UNCLE SAM's -- a place where flag-waving patriotism, big band music and cold beer are blended nightly to conceal a horrible secret.
Publisher:
ISBN: 9780974592008
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 340
Book Description
It's April, 1942 and St. Augustine glistens in the warm Florida sun. For the residents of America's oldest city, the ravages of a world war seem far away. Comfortable in their tidy, historic community, increasing tourism seems more important than fighting fascism. But for the town's black residents, the war has brought their situation into sharp contrast -- especially when it comes to UNCLE SAM's -- a place where flag-waving patriotism, big band music and cold beer are blended nightly to conceal a horrible secret.
Uncle Sam's Secrets
Author: Oscar Phelps Austin
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 0
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ISBN:
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 0
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What Uncle Sam Really Wants
Author: Noam Chomsky
Publisher:
ISBN: 9781878825018
Category : United States
Languages : en
Pages : 116
Book Description
'Chomsky's work is neither theoretical, nor ideological: it is passionate and righteous. It has some of the qualities of Revelations, the Old Testament prophets and Blake' Ken Jowitt, TLSA brilliant distillation of the real motivations behind U.S. foreign policy, compiled from talks and interviews completed between 1986 and 1991, with particular attention to Central America.Quotes from Noam Chomsky:* Contrary to what virtually everyone - left or right - says, the United States achieved its major objectives in Indochina. Vietnam was demolished. There's no danger that successful development there will provide a model for other nations in the region.* At exactly the moment it invaded Panama... the Bush administration announced new high-technology sales to China [and] plans... to lift ban on loans to Iraq... Compared to Bush's buddies in Baghdad and Beijing, Noriega looked like Mother Teresa.* Prospects are pretty dim for Eastern Europe. The West has a plan for it - they want to turn large parts of it into a new, easily exploitable part of the Third World.
Publisher:
ISBN: 9781878825018
Category : United States
Languages : en
Pages : 116
Book Description
'Chomsky's work is neither theoretical, nor ideological: it is passionate and righteous. It has some of the qualities of Revelations, the Old Testament prophets and Blake' Ken Jowitt, TLSA brilliant distillation of the real motivations behind U.S. foreign policy, compiled from talks and interviews completed between 1986 and 1991, with particular attention to Central America.Quotes from Noam Chomsky:* Contrary to what virtually everyone - left or right - says, the United States achieved its major objectives in Indochina. Vietnam was demolished. There's no danger that successful development there will provide a model for other nations in the region.* At exactly the moment it invaded Panama... the Bush administration announced new high-technology sales to China [and] plans... to lift ban on loans to Iraq... Compared to Bush's buddies in Baghdad and Beijing, Noriega looked like Mother Teresa.* Prospects are pretty dim for Eastern Europe. The West has a plan for it - they want to turn large parts of it into a new, easily exploitable part of the Third World.
...Uncle Sam's Soldiers
Author: Oscar Phelps Austin
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 384
Book Description
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 384
Book Description
Stop Working for Uncle Sam
Author: Sunday Adelaja
Publisher: Golden Pen Limited
ISBN: 9781908040343
Category :
Languages : en
Pages :
Book Description
In this book you will learn: - How to escape Uncle Sam's bait - Are you a ma ser or a slave of money - What is the purpose of work - How to discover yourself and add value to your life - You will earn how to escape from the slavery to salary - You will learn how to sart your life again fnancially - You will learn how not to become a slave to the employer - You will discover if you are imprisoned by your job or not and how to come out - You will learn other ways Uncle Sam's sysem puts people in bondage - You will learn how to be truly free fnancially
Publisher: Golden Pen Limited
ISBN: 9781908040343
Category :
Languages : en
Pages :
Book Description
In this book you will learn: - How to escape Uncle Sam's bait - Are you a ma ser or a slave of money - What is the purpose of work - How to discover yourself and add value to your life - You will earn how to escape from the slavery to salary - You will learn how to sart your life again fnancially - You will learn how not to become a slave to the employer - You will discover if you are imprisoned by your job or not and how to come out - You will learn other ways Uncle Sam's sysem puts people in bondage - You will learn how to be truly free fnancially
Uncle's Story
Author: Witi Ihimaera
Publisher: Penguin Random House New Zealand Limited
ISBN: 1742288138
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 405
Book Description
Michael Mahana's personal disclosure to his parents leads to the uncovering of another family secret – about his uncle, Sam, who had fought in the Vietnam War. Now, armed with his uncle's diary, Michael goes searching for the truth about his uncle, about the secret the Mahana family has kept hidden for over thirty years, and what happened to Sam. Set in the war-torn jungles of Vietnam and in present-day New Zealand and North America, Witi Ihimaera's dramatic novel combines the superb story-telling of Bulibasha, King of the Gypsies with the unflinching realism of Nights in the Gardens of Spain. A powerful love story, it courageously confronts Maori attitudes to sexuality and masculinity and contains some of Ihimaera's most passionate writing to date. Also available as an eBook
Publisher: Penguin Random House New Zealand Limited
ISBN: 1742288138
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 405
Book Description
Michael Mahana's personal disclosure to his parents leads to the uncovering of another family secret – about his uncle, Sam, who had fought in the Vietnam War. Now, armed with his uncle's diary, Michael goes searching for the truth about his uncle, about the secret the Mahana family has kept hidden for over thirty years, and what happened to Sam. Set in the war-torn jungles of Vietnam and in present-day New Zealand and North America, Witi Ihimaera's dramatic novel combines the superb story-telling of Bulibasha, King of the Gypsies with the unflinching realism of Nights in the Gardens of Spain. A powerful love story, it courageously confronts Maori attitudes to sexuality and masculinity and contains some of Ihimaera's most passionate writing to date. Also available as an eBook
The CIA and the cult of intelligence
Author:
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Category :
Languages : en
Pages :
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Publisher:
ISBN:
Category :
Languages : en
Pages :
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Sam's secret scars
Author: Rhys Ryan Evans
Publisher: Rhys Ryan Evans
ISBN: 1530173698
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 483
Book Description
Sam served in the British army for twelve years, he was in the recce platoon, the best platoon in his regiment, he got to the rank of section commander and was awarded the victory cross medal after his bravery in the Gulf war back in 1990, When he got back to England he found out that his wife had been messing around with one of his mates who had been wounded and sent back early, Sam took this bad and assaulted his so called mate who did the dirty with his wife, he ended up in Military prison for a while for attempted murder, Sam had to go I front of a civilian court as well for other stuff he had got up to on a drunken night out with the lads, 5 He served his time and went back to the regiment and had to do community work every work in an elderly home on the weekends, Sam was busted down to a private soldier and lost a lot of respect from his colleagues, his wife started rumors about him that he was abusive to her and it spread around the regiment, a lot of soldiers didn’t like this and there were too many confrontations, Sam hit the bottle and it got out of control, He was sent in front of the Padre and the doc for counseling, he calmed down and went with his regiment to Bosnia. His team was hit in a messy ambush one night and Sam took a bullet in the leg. He was sent back to the UK for rehabilitation. Sam hit the bottle again and was downgraded because of his injury, 6 he ended up working in the bedding stores sorting out troops sheets and blanket for their beds. This was the last straw for Sam, he was a broken young man, a lost soldier slowly going down the drain. Lost his wife and daughter, his rank and respect from all of his mates, they laughed behind his back about him working in the bedding stores and him with a permanent limp now from his wound, rumors spread around his regiment that Sam had shot himself just to get out of Bosnia, it was never proved but the story stuck. Sam got discharged on Medical grounds, He was offered help from army services that help soldiers get settled into civilian life, He turned help down as he had had enough of the British army, he felt stabbed in the back and went off on his own. 7 The army gave him a few thousand pounds’ cash as resettlement fee, Sam moved in with his mum for a while until she had had enough of his antics, He was homeless and alone in London. Sam made some friends on the street living rough, his mum tried her best to help but he turned her down, He met an ex-soldier one night sleeping on the streets, this guy told him about a hush hush unit that’s recruiting mercenaries to go over to Cambodia, Sam and his friend laughed and joked about the army days and got drunk and passed out. Sam woke in the morning with the mercenary thing on his mind. He opened his eyes and looked around in a haze, and it was dark and raining. 8 Sam felt wet all over and numb, he tried to focus on things only to see blurry doubles of everything, He pushed himself up and sat there in the wet, a bottle rolled next to him, Sam looked down and grabbed the bottle, he drank what was left inside it and threw it away, He checked his pockets and found his metal tin that had old cigarettes inside that people had thrown on the street when they had finished with them, Sam found his lighter that he kept in his pants and lit one of the cigarettes he found on the streets, he looked again and pulled out his silver hip flask that he always kept full in case he needed a stiff one. It was one of Sam’s leaving presents when he left the army, they gave him a silver zippo lighter, a multi tool survival pocketknife and s silver hip flask with his name and regiment inscribed on it. 9 Sam looked at the flask and remembered the good times, he took a big swig and put it away, he smoked the secondhand cigarettes and stared at nothing in particular. Most of the time for quite a while now, Sam was in a complete daze and didn’t much care about anything at all. He remembered that he had had an old army sleeping bag and a rucksack with what little belonging he had before he had passed out in some fire escape at the back of some office building, somewhere in Victoria, London. Sam looked about as he heard some people laughing from somewhere, he recognized some voices, He got up and waited, A girl in her twenties came into sight a bit blurry, she saw Sam, “There you are you git, been looking all over for you, son of a bitch” the girl announced and came forward to Sam, 10 Her name or street name was Tammy, “look at the state of you, Sam smiled, “hey baby was wasted and fell asleep, I thought you was with me, what happened” Sam asked? “Don’t remember too well myself darling, I woke up next to Macdonald’s with Jess next to me begging” “Shit baby, somebody robbed my stuff again” Sam exclaimed and shivered, “no they haven’t mate, it’s behind the garage where we usually kip you fool, you really were wasted babe” Tammy said and started to laugh, a large lad stepped out of the shadows dressed in a long camouflagedjacket, “she found you then you bum, you downed all your methanol you idiot on top of pills and shit, stupid boy, need to calm down lad” Jess exclaimed and patted Sam on the shoulders, 11 “come on lad, what we need is something to drink and some snacks, get us through the night eh” Jess announced and passed Sam a lit cigarette, Tammy hugged Sam and kissed his cheek, “will you stop disappearing on me please”, “I’ve been on the street a lot longer than you so listen to me and stay with me OK soldier boy” Tammy told him and slapped him, “yes soldier blue, wise up and get street wise, this is London, trust who you need to trust and that’s it, too many people out there to screw you for nothing, now let’s get something to drink, me and Tammy will lookafter you as we have been doing” Jess announced and walked off laughing to himself. “I don’t think I can take this shit much longer mate”, 12 “I still can’t get my head around things, too long in the army and now I’m on the streets of London” Sam exclaimed and flicked his cigarette away, “Sam every time we talk about you and the army you keep telling me a different story, one day I want the truth babe” Tammy announced and smiled, she grabbed Sam, they both followed Jess down the street. Jess walked into a side street corner shop, some shouting was heard from inside and Jess came out with two bottles of vodka, “Here ya go, drink and let’s have a chat, I got some weed in my pocket that needs smoking children” Jess announced and started to laugh, Sam and Tammy opened the bottles that Jess took out of the shop, the three of them started to talk crap as usual, “Sam tell us about your war stories, you promised you would” Jess asked? “alright, you’ll be shocked” Sam said.
Publisher: Rhys Ryan Evans
ISBN: 1530173698
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 483
Book Description
Sam served in the British army for twelve years, he was in the recce platoon, the best platoon in his regiment, he got to the rank of section commander and was awarded the victory cross medal after his bravery in the Gulf war back in 1990, When he got back to England he found out that his wife had been messing around with one of his mates who had been wounded and sent back early, Sam took this bad and assaulted his so called mate who did the dirty with his wife, he ended up in Military prison for a while for attempted murder, Sam had to go I front of a civilian court as well for other stuff he had got up to on a drunken night out with the lads, 5 He served his time and went back to the regiment and had to do community work every work in an elderly home on the weekends, Sam was busted down to a private soldier and lost a lot of respect from his colleagues, his wife started rumors about him that he was abusive to her and it spread around the regiment, a lot of soldiers didn’t like this and there were too many confrontations, Sam hit the bottle and it got out of control, He was sent in front of the Padre and the doc for counseling, he calmed down and went with his regiment to Bosnia. His team was hit in a messy ambush one night and Sam took a bullet in the leg. He was sent back to the UK for rehabilitation. Sam hit the bottle again and was downgraded because of his injury, 6 he ended up working in the bedding stores sorting out troops sheets and blanket for their beds. This was the last straw for Sam, he was a broken young man, a lost soldier slowly going down the drain. Lost his wife and daughter, his rank and respect from all of his mates, they laughed behind his back about him working in the bedding stores and him with a permanent limp now from his wound, rumors spread around his regiment that Sam had shot himself just to get out of Bosnia, it was never proved but the story stuck. Sam got discharged on Medical grounds, He was offered help from army services that help soldiers get settled into civilian life, He turned help down as he had had enough of the British army, he felt stabbed in the back and went off on his own. 7 The army gave him a few thousand pounds’ cash as resettlement fee, Sam moved in with his mum for a while until she had had enough of his antics, He was homeless and alone in London. Sam made some friends on the street living rough, his mum tried her best to help but he turned her down, He met an ex-soldier one night sleeping on the streets, this guy told him about a hush hush unit that’s recruiting mercenaries to go over to Cambodia, Sam and his friend laughed and joked about the army days and got drunk and passed out. Sam woke in the morning with the mercenary thing on his mind. He opened his eyes and looked around in a haze, and it was dark and raining. 8 Sam felt wet all over and numb, he tried to focus on things only to see blurry doubles of everything, He pushed himself up and sat there in the wet, a bottle rolled next to him, Sam looked down and grabbed the bottle, he drank what was left inside it and threw it away, He checked his pockets and found his metal tin that had old cigarettes inside that people had thrown on the street when they had finished with them, Sam found his lighter that he kept in his pants and lit one of the cigarettes he found on the streets, he looked again and pulled out his silver hip flask that he always kept full in case he needed a stiff one. It was one of Sam’s leaving presents when he left the army, they gave him a silver zippo lighter, a multi tool survival pocketknife and s silver hip flask with his name and regiment inscribed on it. 9 Sam looked at the flask and remembered the good times, he took a big swig and put it away, he smoked the secondhand cigarettes and stared at nothing in particular. Most of the time for quite a while now, Sam was in a complete daze and didn’t much care about anything at all. He remembered that he had had an old army sleeping bag and a rucksack with what little belonging he had before he had passed out in some fire escape at the back of some office building, somewhere in Victoria, London. Sam looked about as he heard some people laughing from somewhere, he recognized some voices, He got up and waited, A girl in her twenties came into sight a bit blurry, she saw Sam, “There you are you git, been looking all over for you, son of a bitch” the girl announced and came forward to Sam, 10 Her name or street name was Tammy, “look at the state of you, Sam smiled, “hey baby was wasted and fell asleep, I thought you was with me, what happened” Sam asked? “Don’t remember too well myself darling, I woke up next to Macdonald’s with Jess next to me begging” “Shit baby, somebody robbed my stuff again” Sam exclaimed and shivered, “no they haven’t mate, it’s behind the garage where we usually kip you fool, you really were wasted babe” Tammy said and started to laugh, a large lad stepped out of the shadows dressed in a long camouflagedjacket, “she found you then you bum, you downed all your methanol you idiot on top of pills and shit, stupid boy, need to calm down lad” Jess exclaimed and patted Sam on the shoulders, 11 “come on lad, what we need is something to drink and some snacks, get us through the night eh” Jess announced and passed Sam a lit cigarette, Tammy hugged Sam and kissed his cheek, “will you stop disappearing on me please”, “I’ve been on the street a lot longer than you so listen to me and stay with me OK soldier boy” Tammy told him and slapped him, “yes soldier blue, wise up and get street wise, this is London, trust who you need to trust and that’s it, too many people out there to screw you for nothing, now let’s get something to drink, me and Tammy will lookafter you as we have been doing” Jess announced and walked off laughing to himself. “I don’t think I can take this shit much longer mate”, 12 “I still can’t get my head around things, too long in the army and now I’m on the streets of London” Sam exclaimed and flicked his cigarette away, “Sam every time we talk about you and the army you keep telling me a different story, one day I want the truth babe” Tammy announced and smiled, she grabbed Sam, they both followed Jess down the street. Jess walked into a side street corner shop, some shouting was heard from inside and Jess came out with two bottles of vodka, “Here ya go, drink and let’s have a chat, I got some weed in my pocket that needs smoking children” Jess announced and started to laugh, Sam and Tammy opened the bottles that Jess took out of the shop, the three of them started to talk crap as usual, “Sam tell us about your war stories, you promised you would” Jess asked? “alright, you’ll be shocked” Sam said.