I hadn't heard much about Crazy Cindy in quite a while, so I checked Google-News. It was pretty much a bust, until I stumbled across a rather nice article by Jeremy Meister on The Conservative Voice noting that Cindy has been pretty much written off by the media. Perhaps it's because she's turned against Nancy Pelosi and the Democratic Party and the mainstream media wants to silence Sheehan's rants. Maybe it's because she hasn't had anything noteworthy to say in quite a while. "Hey look! Over there! Oh, never mind. It's just Crazy Cindy Sheehan jumping that same old shark again. Nothing new here. Let's go cover the opening of that car dealership across town."

Or it could be that even the mainstream media has figured out that Willie Nelson is just another drugged-out musician (but Lord, I do love his music) and Hugo Chavez really IS a Communist. He wants to literally become another Castro-style dictator and if his referendum passes at the polls today, it will be the last real election held during his lifetime. That picture of Cindy kissing Chavez could become as famous and damning as the well-known photo of Hanoi Jane sitting on a North Vietnamese anti-aircraft gun. It wouldn't do to have people remember how they fawned over Sheehan and how Sheehan endorsed Chavez. Katie Couric and Dan Rather don't want the public connecting those dots.

Any way you look at it Meister was right... the mainstream media has kicked Cindy to that well-known curb.

So how is Cindy going to make a living? No college degree. No husband. No job. And if you believe Cindy; no car.

She'll do what she always did. Show up, make a speech, and collect a nice, fat speaker's fee!

But how can she alert the Faithful to show up without the mainstream media? Fringe, baby, fringe!

On Sunday, November 18, Sheehan was to receive an award and (unless I am greatly mistaken) a nice fat check from the Cranbrook Peace Foundation at the Cobo Center in Detroit Michigan. For weeks before the "event", the fringe media beat the drums to gather Moonbats from near and far. The Detroit Free Press, Clickondetroit.com, micentral.com, huffingtonpost.com, detnews.com, workingforjustice.blogspot.com, and greatstuff2do.com, all promoted her upcoming appearance. No effort was spared!

The Cranbrook Peace Foundation's own site offered tickets at $20 each ($50 including a pre-speech reception) and asked for volunteers to promote and staff the event. They were so sure that Cindy's presence would draw massive crowds that they reserved space at the Cobo Convention Center proudly announcing "To meet the large crowd, this year we've booked the whole Riverview Ballroom, with a full 2,000 seat capacity,". Source That's thinking big!

Fortunately, the ballroom is actually 2 rooms (Source). Room W1-52 holds 500 people, while room W1-51 can accommodate 1,500 more. Only room W1-52 was actually needed.

The crowd, including staff, organizers, volunteers (who got free tickets), invited guests and actual paid attendees came to a grand total of 300 (Source). Not even enough to fill the smaller of the two rooms available!

Apparently the Detroit News was so embarrassed by the low turnout that they deleted the headcount from the story currently online, but the original posting lives on because Google cached the page. None of the other websites I have seen even commented on attendance figures.

What if you gave a speech lasting two hours on the topic of "We Cannot Be Silent"?

What if Moonbats held a Crazy Cindy event and (almost) nobody showed up? Ask the Cranbrook Peace Foundation. I doubt they broke even on the deal.

The mainstream media ignores her. The Fringe media can't get the job done. Cindy can't sell tickets anymore. Her next gig may involve wearing a hairnet and asking "Would you like to Supersize that, sir?" That would be a good day for America!

10/12/07 - A bad, bad day for crazy Cindy! Al Gore steals Cindy's Nobel Prize

07/11/07 - And they used to be SOOOOOOO close!

A picture IS word a thousand words. Crazy Cindy has final become amusing again. Eleven months ago, Cindy Sheehan announced that after conning her way to ownership of five acres in Crawford, Texas, she was going to live in a TREE! Since then, the pickings have been quite slim. Sure, we all had a few laughs when Sheehan decided to come down from the trees and leave her ill-gotten "camp" in Crawford to return home to Berkeley, CA, where she lives. Yeah, it was a real chuckle-fest when she decided to sell the "camp" to Bree Walker, Air America talker, KTLK, ratings - in the cellar, (making a nice $34,500 profit), and ...

Wait just a minute here!

Sheehan bought the land with money she got from the government as compensation for the loss of her son, from a life insurance policy, and from speaking to people about his death. She sold it for a very nice profit! What else can you call that but a "War Profiteer!"???

BushCo, Cheney, Haliburton, Big Oil, Raytheon! And Crazy Cindy Sheehan.

OK. Where was I? Oh, yes. After announcing her retirement in May, she tried to lie low, but either she started running out of money again, or just couldn't stand being out of the spotlight. Money or fame, either way, she's after one or the other, so now she's threatening to run for Congress against her old friend Nancy (botox) Pelosi.

If you look carefully, you'll see that Crazy Cindy and Nancy AREN'T holding hands. Each of them is holding her own hands together, NEXT to the other's hands. Are these two duplicitous or what?

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Sometimes Christmas comes early. And she's going around telling everyone the President is "dumb"? Check out the "Peace symbol" on the sign Cindy's holding.

I haven't been tracking Crazy Cindy Sheehan on the map. I haven't been reporting the various sightings of this awful, pathetic creature. Why? Because there haven't been any that were legitimate news items, that's why.

I don't consider whistle-stop events on a book-tour to be entertaining enough to note. I'm sorry, but just having Cindy show up at a church, school or bookstore and deliver her standard presentation, inevitably followed by the hawking of her latest tome (such as it is), lacks entertainment value. Cindy was always about money and fame. The fame, or infamy, is fading fast and now it's all about selling the book.

She has exhausted her reportoire of wacky, goofy statements and bizarre gyrations. She's admited that she daydreams of traveling back in time to murder the infant President Bush in his crib. She announced that she intends to move from Berkeley to Crawford, Texas, and live in a tree, getting her electricty from bio-desiel generators donated by Wacky Willie Nelson. She buried her uterus in the dirt of her five acres in Texas. She embraced Hugo Chavez, who says President Bush, not Saddam Hussien, should be tried and executed for crimes against humanity source. Cindy even "fasted" on milk shakes and fruit smoothies. There's just nothing left for her to say or do that's good for a chuckle, much less a genuine guffaw.

Her most recent public appearance demonstrates beyond and reasonable doubt that she has become as irrelevant as a Gregorian chant at a rock festival. On November 8, Cindy apparently heard rumors that there were press photographers gathered at the gates of the White House, presumably sent there in hopes of getting pictures of important people leaving and entering the residence of the President of the United States. Like a moth drawn to a flame, Cindy gathered all available whackos and CodeOink members and headed to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. This was the site of most of Crazy Cindy's previous arrests, so it was a familiar venue and she could be sure of a photo-op as she was led away in handcuffs. The massive crowd supporting her consisted of 50 or so headcases that formed a crowd which stretched for, uh, at least twenty feet, maybe even twenty-five feet (when they weren't huddled together for warmth in the bitter cold that is the hallmark of November in Washington, DC). As usual, Cindy had a bundle of papers which she claimed was a petition signed by 80,000 people. As usual, she thrust it at the guards through the bars of the gates. While the guards were checking with their superiors as to whether to accept the "document" or not, Sheehan grew tired of waiting (after 15 minutes), and the pages of the petition were passed out among the lesser moonbats stuffed the papers through the bars of the fence. The wind blew the papers all over the neatly manicured lawn, including the spot where Joh F'ing Kerry DIDN'T toss his medals over that same White House fence on April 23, 1971, (try it yourself here). Sheehan and the rabble then left, but she and a handful of others returned later in the day and where arrested for blocking the White House gates. If at first you don't get hauled away in a paddy wagon, try, try again.

See what I mean? What in the Hell is newsworthy about THAT? Moonbat shows up at White House with bundled of papers. Moonbat creates disturbance and denounces President of the United States. Moonbat gets arrested and hauled away to jail.

And THAT, boys and girls, is why I haven't been posting.

Now if Crazy Cindy Sheehan does something REALLY unusual, like maybe getting an actual job, sending care packages to the troops serving in the field, joining the Freedom Riders to help ensure that families of fallen soldiers can bury their dead and grieve in peace...or anything else that is productive and advances the cause of Democracy and Western civilization, I will be sure to mention it here. But until then...

08/31/06 - Breaking News: Sheehan admits sedition and tax evasion.

"Encouraging soldiers to resist war is seditious and I could go to prison for it. I also don't pay my fed taxes, which I could go to prison for."
Big tip o' the hat to White Trash Republic

source - http://www.dailykos.com/comments/2006/8/31/211458/222/28#c28

Wherever there's a speaker's fee to be collected or a camera lens for which she can pose, Cindy Sheehan will be there. Crawford, Texas. Madrid, Spain. Chicago, Illinois. London, England. San Francisco, California. Caracas, Venezuela. One call to her handlers and she's on her way. Have broom, will travel. She has a wide range of skills to bring to the table: there is apparently no piece of anti-American vitriol so vile and no claim so ridiculous that she can't bring herself to say it. She has the ability to go completely limp at the site of an approaching policeman. She can stand beside people like Martin Sheen or Joan Baez without retching. And best of all...she can cry up a river of tears at the drop of a hat (or the click of a shutter)!

Let me say out front that I love America. Passionately. This is the greatest country in the world. Not because of our wealth or power or achievements. The USA is great because of the freedoms we enjoy. And make no mistake about it, every one of those freedoms was bought and paid for, again and again, with the suffering and sacrifice of the men and women of our armed forces. We don't owe them something. We owe them everything! I have the most profound respect imaginable for the people who stand at the door and face down the wolf, every time he comes knocking. They are our best and brightest in every sense. When one of them is lost, my heart goes out to the families, the mothers and fathers, the brothers and sisters, the sons and daughters, who are left behind to grieve. And surely there can be no greater sense of loss than that felt by a mother for a son or daughter who falls in battle. But I have become convinced that Cindy Sheehan has embarked on a dark journey, motivated by something that goes far, far beyond a mother's grief.

Take a close look at the smirk on Cindy's face, the obvious glee that beams from within her as policemen struggle to carry her to a waiting paddy wagon or as she is led out of the Senate chamber just before the President is to speak. She is the focus of all attention and for a few short minutes, the spotlight is all hers.

She has no job but she travels the world. She does not work, but never goes hungry. How is this possible? She gets paid for showing up at different venues and every time she gets arrested. For those who doubt my words, please note that she is represented by an agency (Speaking Matters LLC) that books paid speaking events for her. Moreover, on March 6, 2006, her book sat in the cellar of Amazon.com's sales ranking at #112,394 four months after its release, despite a 30% price cut. On March 7, 2006, it had jumped to #43,448! Why? Because the day before, Sheehan and three other women snagged national headlines by squatting in front of the U.S. mission at the United Nations and refusing to leave. Headlines in the news move books off the shelf.

My goal is to keep track of Cindy's travels, appearances, and antics and make sure that there is an ongoing record of her march toward infamy. Along the way, I will also chronicle of the legion of tired lefties who act as her fellow officers in leading the army of the unhinged. I'l try to make sure that none of her comrads, from Willie Nelson to Dick Gregory, is left out!

05/27/06 - 783 days after he was killed on 04/04/04 (Palm Sunday) by insurgents/terrorists/scum in Sadr City, Iraq, SPC Casey Sheehan (1st Battalion, 82nd Field Artillery Regiment, 1st Cavalry Division, Fort Hood, Texas), recipient of the Bronze Star and Purple Heart, has a headstone. Cindy Sheehan wanted no part in the process. More...

Cindy makes money at speaking appearances on college campuses and in left-wing churches all over the world. She got $250,000 insurance money when Casey Sheehan was killed while trying to make the world a better place. She makes money from the sales of her book. Cindy bought herself a new VW Beetle convertible.

For 25 months after Casey Sheehan gave his life while serving his country, Cindy Sheehan cavorted around the country, setting up fake memorials, while his gravesite was nearly bare.

Crazy Cindy knew where his grave was. She posed for a two-page spread in Vanity Fair magazine while lying on top of it. She hadn't forgotten the location, but as long as there was no tombstone, she could callously use his name to raise money and garner publicity.

Have you no shame, Cindy?...more

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