Ingøy
Ingøy or Inga is a small fishing village on the island of Ingøya in Måsøy Municipality, Finnmark county, Norway. The village lies on the northern coast of Ingøya, facing the open Arctic Ocean. Ingøy lies about 60 kilometres (37 mi) west of North Cape and it is only accessible by boat from Havøysund. Ingøy Church is located in the village.
The Ingøy radio transmitter is located about 2 kilometres (1.2 mi) south of Ingøy. The mast of the longwave transmitter is the tallest structure in Norway and in all of Scandinavia. There is a fish processing plant in Ingøy called Ingøy Fisk that is one of the main employers in the area.
The village of Ingøy dates back to the 14th century, perhaps earlier. Around 1520, there were about 300 residents living in the village. During the 17th century, the population declined dramatically and it has stayed sparsely populated since that time. During the fishing seasons, however, the population would increase temporarily.
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War
by: Yannick NoahWhat life has taught me
I would like to share with
Those who want to learn...
Until the philosophy which hold one race
Superior and another inferior
Is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned
Everywhere is war, me say war
That until there are no longer first class
And second class citizens of any nation
Until the colour of a man's skin
Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes
Me say war
That until the basic human rights are equally
Guaranteed to all, without regard to race
Dis a war
That until that day
The dream of lasting peace, world citizenship
Rule of international morality
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion
To be persued, but never attained
Now everywhere is war, war
And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
that hold our brothers in Angola, in Mozambique,
South Africa sub-human bondage
Have been toppled, utterly destroyed
Well, everywhere is war, me say war
War in the east, war in the west
War up north, war down south
War, war, rumours of war
And until that day, the African continent
Will not know peace, we Africans will fight
We find it necessary and we know we shall win
As we are confident in the victory
Of good over evil, good over evil, good over evil