Just to show ya that I'm not a mere himbo, that I do actually have some serious thoughts rattling around in my sadly empty skull and that I am quite capable of semi-intelligent discourse :) Rare it is indeed for me to even make an inflammatory comment but though I'm a naive correspondent, I simply can't help it sometimes...
The ever-pervading haze
Please. If a neighbour lights a raging bonfire once in a blue moon or unfortunately gets his house on fire, I'd be sympathetic, desperately bleeding with the milk of human kindness, possibly even offering a water bucket ( offering to smother the fire especially if hunky firemen are in the vicinity ) or a warm pallet to sleep on. But annual bonfires that spew smoke and ash all over my lovely manicured lawn? Please. You'll be talking to the authorities. Oh yeah, and my lawyer.
The ever-increasing bombs
Seriously. You can't afford to feed everyone in your family and you're busy making little phallic nuclear weapons. Pray tell me why? Is it a game of one-upmanship? Perhaps my cojones is bigger than yours? Seriously. Grow some rice first. Lil Kim and Moon look hungry.
The ever-present quota
Really. The implemented quota system has its benefits. Let's help our brethren in need, the poor, the needy, the helpless - regardless of race or denomination. Doubt anyone has any problems with that. But when large quantities are distributed to a tiny elite portion of that particular race or denomination? When unfortunate sons of farmers and fishermen are left straggling behind while fortunate sons of rich cronies flit around in their swanky exported cars to foreign schools? Really. Explain how it works to me again?
Politics. It's always a potential minefield. :)