Guess what? Stevie Wonder could have seen this coming. Personally, I have just about had it with all these 23 year old experts flapping their weinie washers about what THEY'D do if. I know what you'd do too. You'd smoke pot, listen to Carrie Underwood, and play Xbox just like you do now. So how's about shutting the hell up, crawling your pampered ass back into the nearest Starbucks so you can plunk down twelve bucks for a cup of COFFEE and finish growing up before you spout off, K? The adults are tired of you. This ain't the 60s, you ain't cute or important or relevent or groundbreaking or whatever it is you fashion yourself to be. You don't support the war? Great, your perfect right. I don't support a lot of things, and I gripe about them and try to get them changed. What I don't do is go out and make a complete ass of myself in a protest march that will accomplish precisely squat beyond ruining my reputation in my community. See, some things can't be purchased with your little piece of plastic. Wisdom and respect are among them. Right now you have neither. Start fixing that then worry about the rest of the world.