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Sri Lanka bars foreign aid workers from rebel area

the GoSL cannot garuntee the safety of the aid workers, not because the SLA or SLAF are hitting target incorrectly, it's because aid workers are under LTTE control,

Sinhala Warriors committing Air craft Genocide !!

Tamils will think this is an excuse to massacre Tamil civilians. it is very easy cos aid workers are working with Tamil civilians who were displaced and they are in one area and become an easy target if Aid workers are withdrawn..

Good news! It was only a matter of time! And this is another failed mission from the takarran planes!

Modayas, show the clip of shooting down the TAF...don't tell high-tech air craft does not have any cameras.....

Song By Prabhakaran: I Did it My Way--Web Joke Indicative of End is Near
Tue, 2008-09-09 04:20
By Keith Amarasiri

As the Soviet regime crumbled, they say, the good folks in Russia vented their frustration with humor. Here was a sample of that humor: When Soviet Leader lamented that Americans were too drunk during his trip to New York, You S President gave his Russian counterpart a pistol and said shoot everyone who is dead drunk. Next day the Headlines said Soviet President Shot his Own Delegation. The following song by Prabhakaran is now going round the Web with a vengeance. It is a parody on My Way by Frank Sinatra that originated in Australia and may have gone round the world several times.

My Way or No Way

By Vellupillai Prabhakaran (with apologies to Frank Sinatra)

And now the end is near, and so I face the final curtain,

My friends, I'll say it clear,

I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full of horrors I've killed kids, and
blown up mothers,

And more, much more than this, I did it my way.

Regrets I have a few, but then again, too many to mention,

Just because I regret, don't mean I accept blame, aint no exceptions,

I planned each atrocity,

Each careful bombing, along the by-way.

And more, much more than this, I did it my way.

Yes there were times, I'm sure you knew,

When I bit off more than I should chew,

But thru' it all, when there was doubt,

I ate and ate, and became quite stout

I hid underground, and curled up small, in my little hide-away.

I've killed, I've doped and pillaged, I've had my fill,

My share of losing, and now, as tears subside,

I find it all so terrifying.

To think I did all that, and may I say, not in a shy way

Oh, no, oh no not me, I did it my way.

Now they are closing in, what have I got,

Deluded diaspora, are they happy, no they're not

Guided bombs, MBRLS, a dreaded rain of steel,

They keep coming down, although I kneel.

The record shows, I'm taking blows, up & down the A-9 highway

. I did it my way .

- Asian Tribune -