The flag of a country to shit.
live in a world where every day you can find a major surprise to turn a corner of a city standard standard standard of any country. I'm talking about those big countries, with millions of square miles that would serve to build huge cities, but are simply empty of any human presence. Everyone knows the big states such as Russia, occupying a vast amount of land that is basically uninhabited and which occasionally passes an madman in search of adventure. But times have much ground to compensate, and that walking around you can find a mine of antimony, or a vein of gold, making the rich rub their hands to see the potential to thrive their fortunes. May also be the case that, having so very little territory to which people will be able to put a nuclear graveyard there and irrelevantly. Then come the complaints of 400 kilos superpájaros mutants that make PIO!. Or put a research center for biological weapons or something, everything is for the good of the country.
But what happens when we move from one extreme to another? Would talking about a tiny country with apentas a couple hundred square kilometers, where you give two steps and across the border to another country, whether friend or foe. Personally I am very fond of extremes, and that's where you learn many things. So I do not want a country that has a few hundred square kilometers, I want one who does not have 100, and other than the Vatican (also known as the money washing machine). So let's talk about Nauru.
Nauru, the country.
Nauru sure anyone knows, is more, I did not know until a couple of weeks when bug on the Net I found a curious history. The history of a country that literally live in shit. But first, let's take a couple of geographic data, which is always very good and well if someone asks you on the street, Kill! Where's Nauru?, Because you can answer that lies west of the Marshall Islands and a few kilometers south of Ecuador. But hey, to get thin we say it is an island over thousands of islands that make up Micronesia, do you get to count and do not finish.
The fact is that the beautiful island of Nauru is the smallest island state of our planet, yes, we live on a planet, it seems that some people forget about it. It is an island if it reaches 22 square kilometers have to take a song and be in the teeth just in case. And if we talk about people because we could only comment that live around 15000 people. But come on, who lived for pleasure, not because Australia is at 4000 km swimming across the Pacific.
If we plan on Nauru historian could say that there has long been set, but gained notoriety until the twentieth century when it was discovered as an economic power that could petar based shit. Was invaded by the Japanese in World War II and later released by the Australians. Gained independence and recognition as a sovereign state in 1968, becoming a proud member of that select club that is the United Nations. If there are some UN members who claim to be fucking rich oil base or something like that, Nauru was where I was because I had a lot of shit.
I think it is time to explain all the subject of shit, so many times I've said and assured that the meat you are already open. Well, we could say that until, about 2002, the standard of living of Naruanos was comparable to any developed country, with your TV, your house slippers, even dogs that brought the regular way traditional. All this because of the wealth of the island in shit, yes, shit. Specifically shit valuable called Guano is bird shit .... básicamete. Specifically seabirds, which for centuries were doing their business on the island to make it grow to several feet high.
white Everything was shit.
This Guano is a substance rich in phosphate fertilizer which is a first. If you take a look at the tomatoes that you eat with salad, apart from the guilt they should feel about eating something that many people from around the world could not dream of not eating, you have to think that some of the nutrients tomato has come directly from the fertilizer, we are going, shit, with its five letters.
So Nauru lived this, exports of shit that other countries were happy to buy, had many crops to be fertilized and of course, they did not have enough crap (metaphorically speaking). No shortage of work and money went to baskets. Many biting guano and carrying backbreaking sacks of the valuable substance for the sake of the small country. This, he spent the money to baskets, or by developments or buying office buildings in Australian land.
Go fuck work.
But it was what happens when you go to shit, you end up. The shit is over, literally dug most of the island, leaving almost inservivle entire surface to other activities such as agriculture. Besides, that discharges of waste left over from the excavations were thrown into the sea, killing several reefs and thus a lot of fishing and tourism potential.
So what will happen to Nauru? Well, there are very happy that they have cell phones since 2009, but with a totally insolvent national bank and a government in bankruptcy, especially for not being able to look ahead and prepare for what was to come. At least now they are trying to sell itself as a tourist attraction, but let's be realistic, who the hell is going to go to the fucking ass of the world on vacation?, How well you're in the pool municipal, full of people canis and questionable education ... a moment ... I went with my eyes closed!
Tell your children that it was worth. Hopefully
go ahead and Naruanos all do well and have learned the lesson. Curious that the country would basically disappear because they have nothing, something never seen. In the meantime, I'll eat my salad with tomatoes and thinking about where they come from nutrients.
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