america is kind of like a guy who got drunk and punched another guy who he shouldn't have fucked with (the rest of the world), and he realizes that it was a mistake, but now it's too late to say "sorry, let's be friends", so he starts puffing his chest out, pushing anybody else who gets near him, shouting at people across the room who look like they might wanna fight too... and eventually someone pulls out a knife, so he pulls out a gun, and someone else pulls out a gun, and that's the end of peace.
i understand why we kill people, i just feel that the situation is our own fault, and as soon as America acknowledges this and admits it to the world, the sooner everyone might put their guns down.
but nobody wants to just let the fighting asshole do whatever he wants, and they won't.