11/30/08 - Just look for yourself!

Crazy Cindy Herself	Tiffany Burns, Cindy's Campaign Manager	One of Cindy's MoonBats

That's right. These are actual, unretouched photos.

Just look at the picture of Cindy in Vermont, where she went to encourage American servicemen to desert. Stare at that picture and say the words "Congresswoman Cindy Sheehan." When you stop wretching, consider what would happen if she had been elected. Instead of San Francisco being represented by a powerful socialist millionaire (Nancy Pelosi), the City would be represented by a MoonBat with whom no other member of Congress would associate.

Cindy's website has a page listing endorsements. She tried to pad the list by showing several people's names twice. Among others, she got endorsements from Rosanne Barr, Rosie O'Donnell, Melissa Etheridge, Michael Moore, and Ralph Nader. THAT group does not represent America. They don't even represent San Francisco. NOT ONE sitting member of Congress endorsed Cindy. Could it be that they remember how she and the MoonBats invaded their offices and used the rotunda for her theatrical stunts? What are the chances that they want to find themselves sitting down at a table to negotiate with Mama MoonBat.

There 435 members of the House of Representatives, 100 US Senators, 50 State Governors, 480 Mayors of California cities, 80 members of the California State Assembly, 40 State Senators, and 11 members of the San Francisco Board of Supervisors. Out of 1206 elected officials, only Ross Mirkarimi, SF Supervisor District 5, endorsed Crazy Cindy. That's 1 out of 1,206 elected officials on the federal, state, county and city level.

That is astonishing!

Just imagine Cindy, as a freshman Representative, with ZERO political clout, wandering the halls of Congress, screeching about impeaching a President who is no longer in office. Every looney headcase in San Francisco who was eligible to vote and some who weren't eligible, voted for Cindy. Some voted more than once. And it wasn't enough. It was never going to be enough. There are more sane people than insane people in this world. Tough break, Cindy.

Common sense saved America, folks.

Look at the picture of Tiffany Burns. Hey honey, now THAT'S dignified!

Look at the picture of the unnamed MoonBat. She's obviously grappling with the challenge presented by the fact that paper clothes don't have pockets. Somehow she thought that wearing a bunch of placards taped together would get people to change their minds and vote or Cindy. Oh for dumb!

11/13/08 - She just won't go away

Cindy doesn't make news anymore. Her antics have spiraled out so far that nothing short of setting herself on fire (Please! Please! Yes!) would get the attention of even the far-left fringe media.

This website is the only remaining record of her insanity. It will remain here in case the MooBat resurfaces.

Crazy Cindy has counted up the loot, packed her carpetbags and fled the scene of the crime.

But like the stench from a body in a shallow grave, Cindy has sent us one last reminder of who she really was.

On Veterans' Day, Mama MoonBat released another of her open letters to President Bush. As near as can be determined, it was picked up by only one website.

As always, it was all about her.

The screed is depressing and rambles on, seemingly forever.

Here are the high-points.

"Casey never became a Veteran because he came home in one of those pesky flag draped coffins that your mother doesn't want to bother her "pretty mind" with."

"I even tried to get into Congress so I could impeach your criminal hide." And the poor saps in San Francisco that she ran because she wanted to represent them. Her run for Congress was all about her greed for cash and her personal vendetta against the President. Do you get it now?

"America is buying the hype of pre-packaged and aggressively marketed, Hope"..."If Obama does not declare a speedy and complete end to the USA's war of terror on the world, someone should set up camp at his vacation home (which I bet will be nicer than Crawford, TX in August)." Jeez, Cindy, the poor guy hasn't even moved into the White House and you're on his ass already?"

The rest of what she wrote is just angry drivel. The same old song and dance.

Cindy you conned the rubes and took their money and got away with it.

You said "George, I guess I could "rest on my laurels" and allow you to slink off into the quiet desperation". Cindy, you don't have any "laurels" to rest on. Laurels go to the WINNERS! You're a LOSER!

You demanded that President Bush meet with you a second time. He didn't. You lost.

You demanded that our troops be brought home immediately. No sane person thinks that's a good idea. It didn't happen. You lost again.

You tried to get President Bush impeached. L-O-S-T.

Not one of the candidates you endorsed for any office, coast-to-coast, was elected. Another big "L" for you, Cindy.

You ran for office in San Francisco. Surprise! You LOST!

So what laurels were you planning to rest on, Crazy Cindy?

Stay where you are in Venice, CA. Buy clothes with nothing written on them. Get a face-lift and a tummy-tuck. See if you can find the girl of your dreams and settle down somwhere.

It's over, Cindy.

Leave the rest of the planet alone.

11/4/08 - Not with a bang but a whimper.

Her website has been pretty much shut down to the point where it's just a static collection of endorements, rants, and press releases. Like a pimp who's fallen asleep in the back seat of his Cadillac. You can't donate to help run her TV ads (did anyone ever see them run even once?), BUT you can still shop in the store and buy "Cindy Gear".

Cindy has finished running, but she's STILL SELLING!

Want a book, a button, a bumper-sticker or a pen? They're sure to be highly sought-after collectibles. No, wait, that's right, everybody who wants one has already got one.

But the Cindy Sheehan condoms. THOSE are worth keeping so you can show them to your grandchildren. "Yes, kids, there really was a Cindy Sheehan. She ran her campaign out of a former porn store and gave out condoms with her name on the packaging.

So how did all this come about? Here's a recap of the timeline.

In May of 2007, Crazy Cindy Sheehan resigned as the "Face" (And jeez, what a face it was. We're talking mud-fence territory here.) of the Anti-War movement.

She was bitter and broke. What to do? What to do?

Well, it didn't take her long to come up with a plan. Not an ORIGINAL plan, but workable.

Remember the Mel Brooks movie "The Producers"?

A guy figures out that if you raise a ton of money for a play and then it bombs and closes on the first night, no one will ever ask where all the money went. He pockets all the money and that's the end of that.

Like I said, Cindy was broke in the Spring of 2007:

"I have spent every available cent I got from the money a "grateful" country gave me when they killed my son and every penny that I have received in speaking or book fees since then... my hospital bills from last summer (when I almost died) are in collection" (source)

As she waddled of the National stage, Cindy said:

"Good-bye America ...you are not the country that I love and I finally realized no matter how much I sacrifice, I can’t make you be that country unless you want it."

Instead of producing a show on Broadway, Cindy stuck with what she knew, politics.

Nobody in Vacaville would vote for her to be Dog-catcher and besides a campaign there wouldn't raise enough money.

Rent board, supervisor, police commissioner in Oakland or Berkeley? Nah. There was always the risk that Cindy might win.

But there was San Francisco. It already has more nuts than a walnut orchard and when it comes to politics, it's raining money all over town.

Hey! Why not run against Pelosi? It would get Cindy plenty of attention and raise TONS of money! Best of all, there was no chance of Cindy winning.

Broke in May, 2007; raising cash to run against Pelosi in August 2007. Problem solved!

The plan worked to perfection. Cindy is so delusional that even San Franciscans wouldn't elect her. Just to be sure people knew she was a nutcase, Crazy Cindy occasionally pulled stunts to remind them. Case in point: KQED (local far-left-wing TV station) decided to interview Nancy Pelosi. The interview was to last 30 minutes. KQED offered 30 minutes airtime for Pelosi's three opponents as a group. Sheehan wanted equal time with Pelosi. The station said no. Sheehan decided not to attend. Then she shows up, while Pelosi is on the air, in KQED's lobby with a mob of MoonBats banging drums and shouting through bullhorns. They held the lobby hostage until the station allowed Crazy Cindy to call in on a cellphone. She got 40 seconds. She traded 5-7 minutes of airtime in the studio for 40 seconds on the phone from the lobby.

DOH!!!

The next-to-final act was the mysterious "disappearance" of a laptop containing the campaign's financial records. 'Round and 'round the money goes. Where it went only Cindy Sheehan knows.

The last act of "The Producers - Part II" is where we are now. The election is over and Crazy Cindy is motoring off into the sunset in her motorhome, which like the cash that's left over, is residue of the campaign. (So how DO you spend $550,000 on a staff of four people, and seven paid interns?)

She says she'll be back, but she's a one-trick-pony and San Francisco has already seen that trick. Once was enough.

11/4/08 - Warning: The MoonBats are loose!

- 5:30am - 7:00am, Crazy Cindy will annoy commuters at BART stations in San Francisco.

- 7:00am - 8:00am, Crazy Cindy will drive aimlessly through San Francisco to heckle voters with Cynthia (cop-puncher) McKinney, a former United States Representative and the 2008 Green Party nominee for President of the United States.

- 8:00am - 10:00am, loitering in coffee shops and community gathering places in the Mission District.

- 10:00am - noon, Crazy Cindy will travel to polling locations throughout San Francisco. (Remember, Mama MoonBat, electioneering in illegal within 100 feet of the entrance!)

- noon - 1:00pm, Crazy Cindy will go to San Francisco's City Hall to harrass voters

- 1:00pm - 4:00pm, Crazy Cindy will continue to flit between polling locations throughout San Francisco.

- 4:00pm - Crazy Cindy returns to her MoonBat-Cave in the Mission District to cast her vote (Early and often?).

- 4:30 - 5:00pm, Crazy Cindy will attend the election night vigil at Van Ness and Mission Streets. (Cindy, 5 p.m. is NOT night and that's called loitering. And a 30 minute "vigil"?)

- 5:00pm - 6:30pm, Crazy Cindy will return to City Hall to badger voters.

- 6:30pm - 8:00pm - Crazy Cindy will travel to polling locations throughout San Francisco. (Again? Give the poor voters a break. If they want to see you, they know where to find you.)

- 8:00pm, Crazy Cindy will deliver her acceptance rant at the Cindy for Congress campaign headquarters that used to be an adult bookstore. (Yeah. Good luck with that. Heeeeeee!)

(source)

Hey Cindy, why did you send this out in a press release and not post it on your website?

10/30/08 - Cindy's "Exit Strategy"

So what's a MoonBat to do?

In a last-ditch effort to raise cash, Crazy Cindy Sheehan has re-set her fund-raising clock.

I'm not kidding!

On Thursday of last week, Cindy's buck-o-meter was at "Just Warming Up", suggesting that she had raised about $7,000 of the $50,000 she said she needed to raise by Oct. 29 for television ads.

By Monday of this week, Cindy's buck-o-meter was at "Almost There", representing about $27,000 of the $50,000 goal.

By Thursday of this week, the buck-o-meter was mysteriously back to "Just Warming Up", once again representing only about $7,000 of the $50,000 goal. But this time the deadline has been pushed out to November 3rd, the day before the election.

So we're supposed to believe that Cindy is going to walk in to a TV station, slap down a pile of cash and say "I want fifty grand worth of commercial spots and I want them to run tonight."

Pull the other one Cindy.

Three possibilities come to mind:

One: Cindy never had the $27,000. She just wanted people to think her fundraising was going well so they'd get on the bandwagon and give her more money, but then she realized that she was duping her beloved supporters so she set the buck-o-meter back and....

Nevermind. That just doesn't make any sense at all. It's just not believable.

Two: Cindy had the $27,000, but $20,000 was in a plain brown envelope and somehow it just got lost, so she had to start over again.

Hey that's happened to all of us, right? Nah, anyone who would believe that would qualify for the VERY Special Olympics!

Three: Cindy DID have the $27,000, but decided she could still raise more by setting back the buck-o-meter and pushing the deadline out by four days. So then she'd have what? $60,000, maybe $75,000? And if she can't buy airtime at the last minute because the TV stations are all booked-up? Well, what's a girl gonna do? Hey, THAT Might work!!!

But what if anybody ever asks where all the money went? Not just the $50-75,000 she raised for the last minute TV ads, but the more than $500,000 she'd raised by October 7th (source - Tiffany Burns). What if somebody asks to look over the campaign books?

Traditionally, this is the point in the story-line where a mysterious fire breaks out at campaign headquarters, destroying everything including the financial records.

Since the Democratic convention in Denver, in late August, Cindy has claimed repeatedly that she was the target of a "dirty tricks" campain. (See details below.) The most recent instance being someone smashing the taillights of her motorhome. There were constant, thinnly-veiled suggestions that it was Nancy Pelosi behind it all.

It seemed as though the Peace Mom was being consumed by paranoia. After all, Nancy Pelosi Wasn't even worried enough to put up a campaign website.

Now the fog lifts.

This morning, two of Cindy's top staffers, Ann Wright and Ray McGovern, put out a press release saying that at 3:30 AM on Oct. 30, someone had smashed the front window (singular) of the campaign headquarters. They clearly stated "Steel grating prevented anyone from actually entering the office, but there was enough space for records and perhaps a computer with sensitive data to be taken. We are now taking inventory (8:30 Pacific Time)." Incidentaly, the storefront where Cindy operates from used to be the Barbery Coast Adult Theater. How very fitting. If anyone deserves a "Cleveland Steamer", it's Crazy Cindy!

A quick glance at the picture on the "Get Involved" page of Cindy's website clearly shows that the work tables and computers are stored well away from the front windows.

A few hours later, Cindy puts out a release stating "3a.m. on October 30th, all of the front windows of the Cindy Sheehan for Congress campaign offices were shattered." She quotes Tiffany Burns as saying "One of our computers was stolen, but no other property was taken from our offices." Now the story is embellished as Burns describes the stolen computer as a Dell 1720 Inspiron laptop, since anyone looking at the grates could see that the gaps are no more than 4 inches apart. No desktop model would fit through.

(source)

That wouldn't be the one that has the financial records on it, would it?

Burns then went on to clearly insinuate that Pelosi was behind it all.

Fires are so old fashioned, aren't they Cindy? Besides, they're messy and smelly and there are all those arson investigators sniffing around. And a fire might not destroy everything on a hard drive. Something might be recovered.

But if the computer is gone, well then it's gone. Right?

Now we can connect the dots. The the long string of mishaps that morphs into a dirty tricks campain and then you can blame someone else for the disappearance of your computer.

It's so much better than "The dog ate my homework."

10/29/08 - It's all over but the screeching!

Her website is being dismantled piece-by-piece, with only one page containing a reference to the 1260 Mission street address. On her homepage, "CAMPAIGN HQ" link has been completely removed! The "GRASSROOTS ACTION CENTER" has no Crazy Cindy events scheduled after November 2nd. Of course, the "STORE" link is still active, in case you want to buy one of her books for $25 (instead of paying three cents on Amazon).

Further proof of Cindy's departure is that the "Students For Cindy" link now goes to a page with a stripped-down appearance and a new phone number and address: 562-912-5859, P.O. Box 1672 Bellflower Ca. 90707.

The phone number is nearly identical to the one Tiffany Burns (Cindy's campaign manager) used when she registered www.thecampcaseypeaceinstitute.org, except that Tiffany used the number 562-291-5859. Moving the 2 to the front nearly threw me off. Yup, these MoonBats are smart!

The address Tiffany used when registering the website is 2010 Linden Avenue, Venice, California.

According to the HuffingtonPost (source), 2010 Linden Avenue is the address that wealthy Code Pink co-founder Jodie Evans used in 2007 when she donated more than $30,000 to political campaigns in recent years. The residence appears to be a modest, lower-middle class home in a neighborhood with no parks and just a couple of above-ground DoughBoy pools. It's hardly where one would expect one of America's richest, and most radical women, to reside. It's just a few miles from Marina Del Rey, but a world apart.

How radical?

Well, here we have Crazy Cindy, Jodie Evans, Hugo Chavez and Medea Benjamin.

(source)

So we have a phone number that connects Cindy Sheehan to a house in Venice, California. The home's address connects to Jodie Evans and Code Pink. Is this the "safe house" to which Cindy will flee with her carpet-bag full of cash?

Speaking of cash, recently Cindy posted a meter on her homepage to indicate the progress of fundraising to put a TV commercial on the air. Her goal was to bring in $50K by October 29th. It was still on empty (marked as "Warming Up") a week ago. On Monday, it suddenly jumped to "Almost There". That looks like she's raised roughly $27,000. Today is the 29th. Time's up, Cindy!

Having worked in advertising sales, I can tell you that even if she suddenly got the other $23,000 from some "anonymous donor" today, she couldn't buy the air-time. It's not like buying melons at the supermarket. Legitimate TV stations have ads scheduled weeks in advance. She might to be able to book a handful of spots in the middle of the night, but that's it. And they'd all have to run in the next five days.

So if she doesn't come up with the dough and no "Sugar-Mommy" materializes, then Cindy's going to give the money back to the donors? Yeah, right.

And as she drives off in her new $50,000 Ford motorhome (fully-equipped), let's hope those who donated to her campaign will remember that it's their cash stuffed into the carpetbag sitting on the couch in the back.

Wouldn't it be great if Cindy branched out and opened a new revenue stream?

Pretty much anyone who wants a book by Cindy Sheehan has already got one. (Amazon has them for as little as one cent plus $3.99 shipping and handling).

The movie that Sheehan talked about, with Susan Sarandon playing Cindy, never happened. Never will, either.

Speaking engagements? They were a real cash-cow (pun intended) for Cindy in years gone by, but nowadays, even with plenty of planning and advance promotion, Cindy's lucky if she can get a couple of hundred Moonbats to come down from the trees, and she can't pull that off on a weekly basis. Now she's been reduced to screeching at passers-by on Market street in San Francisco!

Her current scam, running against the Speaker of the House for her seat in Congress, will run out in November. Pelosi (whom we despise here at cindysheehanwatch) will win and Sheehan will scuttle off into the woodwork to avoid questions about where all the campaign money went. Cindy has talked about running for the same seat in 2010, but her supporters will have figured out her scam by then and it just won't work.

If she was an athelete or movie star, Cindy could make money by endorsing things. But who wants an endorsement from Crazy Cindy Sheehan? To the best of our knowledge, every political candidate she has ever endorsed has lost their election. She's the kiss of death.

What's left? How about a CD of Cindy's standard rants?

After a hard day of protesting the cause-du-jour, weary Moonbats can park the Volvo in the driveway, hang the beret on the coatrack, kick off the Birkenstocks and settle into a comfy chair to listen to an hour of Cindy Sheehan classics!

"Zamfir, Master of the Pan Flute" has sold 40 million albums since the 1960's.

Cindy is certainly the world's greatest virtuoso of the bullhorn. It just makes sense.

Most Americans have heard as much from and about Cindy as they can stand and just wish she'd go away or be struck by lightning (Note to the Almighty; yes, that was a hint). But many aging lefties still yearn for the feelings they remember (dimly) from "the good old days" in the 60's. A Peter, Paul and Mary CD won't do, it's suitably preachy but short on screechy. The same can be said for any PBS or NPR program. But Cindy could fill that void.

Crazy Cindy could do duets with Hugo Chavez, Rosanne Barr, Jesse Jackson, Ramsey Clark and perhaps even little Dennis Kucinich.

The material practically writes itself. She's said the same things, so many times. The process is simple: write each slogan such as "Bush lied, thousands died" or "I wish Hugo Chavez was President of the United States" or even "I'm going to build a treehouse at Camp Casey and turn it into a peace-institute or maybe sell the land and make a huge profit", on a 3" by 5" index card. When you've got 100 of them written down, sort them out by topic and give half to your partner/co-star and keep half for yourself. Go down to Market street and set up your tape recorder. You and, let's say, Rosanne Barr, each grab a bullhorn and get started. The two of you take turns screaming your lines into the bullhorns. In no time you'll have enough for a full CD. Presto Chango! Instant MONEY!

Whadya think? Huh? Huh?

10/16/08 - They're ALL plotting against her!

The first time Cindy gathered signatures to get on the ballot, the California Department of Elections regected 44% of her supporter's signatures as invalid, approx. 4,487 out of 10,198 (source). Of the second batch of 10,856, 5,000 were rejected. In the end, Cindy got on the ballot with the required 10,198 valid signatures, but she says she had to collect 20,000 to get there.

Hmmmmmm.

Moonbats signing petitions with fictitious names and non-existent addresses? What are the chances of that?

Next Cindy claimed that someone was trying to have a bug put on her phone in her hotel room in Denver. As a security precaution, she says she now keeps her phone in the refridgerator when she travels (Moonbat Alert!).

Now the attacks are coming from all sides.

Cindy claims that two weeks ago, she had been invited to speak at a rally in LA and at the last minute as she waited to go onstage, dark forces, including LA's Mayor, prevented her from speaking.

Next she had to get a restraining order against a former campaign worker, whom she is certain was a Pelosi mole.

She thinks that same person may have been the one who smashed the taillights on her "campaign-mobile". Or it could have been just a patriot.

Then Cindy claims four men came into her campaign headquarters and stole a computer right off a desktop and ran out with it. She says the got it back later. I'd be fascinated to hear how the computer was recovered.

Then she got a summons for jury-duty the week of the election.

The final assault was the most cunning. Cindy's campaign had contracted to have a company make 38,000 "robo-calls" to voters. The company did as she requested, but starting at 10:30 PM on Saturday night! Some voters even got called twice in one night! (source) The results were what one would expect; hundreds of angry emails and phone calls flooded Cindy's office.

10/14/08 - Desperate for Attention!

How Does Cindy do it? How does she come up with these whacky ideas, day after day, year after year?

Now Cindy's mob is passing out condoms that are packaged with a sticker attached that bears Cindy's name and her web address. Classy broad, huh?

Perhaps it's related to Cindy's support for proposition K, which would legalize prostitution in SF. Fam1ly values, Cindy?

How proud her family must be. (source)

WHO STANDS WITH CRAZY CINDY? WHY IT'S ROSANNE BARR!

On Oct 14th, Sheehan held a rally/fundraiser? At a small theater (seating capacity 728) in San Francisco's Mission district. This is the most Liberal neighborhood in a very Liberal city. This is the city that endorses gay marriage, has a sanctuary program to shield illegal immigrant felons from the federal government and has its own foreign policy. Even so, the hall was only half-full at best. There was the obligatory panel discussion, moderated by a radio host from KPFA, and of course, a folksinger with an acoustic guitar, wearing a plaid shirt and faded jeans. These are the same people who have covered the entire rear bumper of their Volvos with campaign stickers supporting failed causes and unelectable politicians. Scrape off the John Kerry sticker and you'll find one underneath for Gore or Nader.

Cindy spoke, complaining that "It's gonna take more than a handful of people in the Brava Theater to take back the power." and asking "Where did our revolutionary spirit go?". Dressed in a shapeless woolen-looking moo-moo-style tent, Cindy first demonstrated and then acknowledged that she has no clue as to what is going on with the economy. She doesn't grasp the problem, but she's sure it was caused by Presidents Bush and Clinton. "It was Bill Clinton and it was the current George Bush that deregulated derivative markets and leveraged — leveraging things. You can tell I'm an economist." (source)

No Cindy. You're NOT an economist. You are a Moonbat who is utterly unqualified in any way, to be a United States Congresswoman. And again, where do you get the money that buys the food on your dinner-plate?

Then the star performer waddled onto the stage ... wait for it ... Rosanne Barr.

You remember Rosanne. She was the one who mangled the National anthem at a baseball game in 1990. The booing started softly at "ramparts we watched", but by "gallantly streaming" it drowned out the stadium's PA system. When she finished, Rosanne glared at the crowd, grabbed her crotch and spit on the field before walking away with her arms stretched wide as if accepting the applause of a crowd on some distant planet or parallel universe.

In a nasal, monotonous voice Rosanne read a rambling three-page statement that lasted for ten torturous minutes.

Think about it. Two large, angry, middle-aged women on the same stage, at the same time. Coincidence? I think not!

Apparently, judging by the size of the audience, Rosanne has limited value as moonbat-bait.

In addition to her comprehension of economics, Crazy Cindy's leadership skills were on display. An audience member commented "You're talking to the converted in here. Who the hell is going to do something unless we light the match? We have top get out there and take over some stuff."

Cindy's reply? "If you want to go shut something down, I'll follow you, sweetie. If you want to be the spark, I'll follow you."

Yup. That's leadership, all right.

Crazy Cindy Sheehan. Unqualified and unhinged.

10/09/08 - San Francisco Gays Kick Cindy to the Curb!!!

This just in! By an OVERWHELMING majority, the Harvey Milk Democratic Club has voted to endorse House Speaker, Congresswoman. Nancy Pelosi for re-election and rejected Sheehan's candidacy.

Who is the Harvey Milk Democratic Club?

Well, the club's full name is "The Harvey Milk Lesbian Gay Bisexual Transgender Democratic Club".

Shona Gochenaur, chair of the club's cannabis caucus, said "We're the most liberal constituency there is..." (source)

The club's website describe the organization as follows: "This is a club for queers, dykes, transgendered people, people of color, sex workers, fat people, leather/BDSM people, for people who don't fit in the queer community easily and people who don't fit in their gender easily, for gay pride and gay shame. It's also a place for political radicals and progressives, who want to see a different world for labor, tenants, working people, people of color, and women."

Crazy Cindy wanted this endorsement so badly she could almost taste it.

About a week ago, Cindy's campaign brought about 50 moonbats to the club's regular Tuesday meeting and had them sign up as members. They then lobbied to have the club endorse Cindy. That's really "stacking the deck", considering that the club only had about 300 members before the moonbats flew in. (source)

Sheehan's scheme blew up when the moonbats discovered that although new members are allowed to vote on a motion to schedule an endorsement vote, they can't vote on the endorsement itself unless they have been members for 90 days or so.

It's a fairly common parliamentary rule, designed to keep outsiders from joining up at the last moment and then hijacking an organization's agenda.

That's right, Cindy. They knew you were coming, so they baked a cake.

The endorsement vote was held two nights ago, on Tuesday, October 7th, and Cindy pulled out all the stops to get that endorsement. In the afternoon, her campaign sent an email to the club's members with the subject line "Who Would Harvey Milk Vote For? Cindy Sheehan!". (source) That night her shills were on the inside and she put dozens of her supporters outside the meeting waving "Cindy for Congress" placards and passing out pro-Sheehan literature. Members had to run a gauntlet just to get inside, only to be pitched again by Cindy's army of moles.

One of the key arguments against endorsing Cindy was that she isn't even from the Bay Area. She grew up in Southern California and then lived in Vacaville. To many, Sheehan is an outsider, a Johnny-come-lately. There's a word for politicians who move into an area, con the locals and then run for office: they're called "Carpetbaggers".

As crazy Cindy herself actually said, "You know, it's not easy having most of the country hate you." (source) Now she's learned that even the most Liberal gays in the far-left Bay Area won't have her. The Democratic Party wants nothing to do with her. Even the Mainstream media has figured out that Cindy is a Moonbat. So who's left? (No pun intended.) Apparently no one, except for the tin-foil hat brigade.

Try getting a JOB Cindy! A real job, where you convince someone to hire you and then show up every day and do something useful for eight hours. As far as I know, it would be the first time in your life that you'll experience full-time employment, but trust me, billions of other people around the world do it every single day. Being a mother is hard work. It's important work. But it's NOT a job. You get fired from a job if you aren't doing it right. Mom's don't get fired. Sunday School teacher is a job, but it is only a part-time job. Moonbat/Activist isn't a job; it's a way of making money, as you know all too well. But it's not a job.

Think of yourself wearing a hair-net under a little paper hat, with a small plastic badge, emblazoned with your name, pinned to the lapel of a crisply-starched uniform. Now try saying "Would you like fries with that, sir?"

That would have more dignity and honor than the way you make money now.

On 9/25 I received an unsolicited email from jackson@cindyforcongress.org. The subject line was "Cindy Sheehan News you lack".

I damn near passed an entire mouthful of coffee through my nose!

jackson@cindyforcongress.org is a legitimate email address. You can find it right there on Crazy Cindy's campaign website.

It was just the usual campaign email claptrap. The Left loves recycling, especialy when it comes to ideas. They don't have any new ideas, so they just slap a fresh coat of paint on the old ones. I grew up in Berkeley, where actual Communists are a dime-a-dozen commodity. Year after year, it was the same tired phrases and slogans. I'm told that Albert Einstein said "Insanity is the process of doing something the same way, over and over again, and expecting a different result." Communists hide behind a wide variety of labels; Progressive, Socialist, Green, Peace Activists. We used to call them the "Watermelon People". Green on the outside, red on the inside. How do you know if you've got a real Commie in front of you? They always fall back, sooner or later on the maxim "Communism could work, but nobody's ever done it right." You know the hackneyed concepts these people live by; the rich are evil, businesses are evil, white males are evil, our military is evil (not the Russian military or the Chinese military...just OUR military), only an illegal-immigrant lesbian, who is also unemployed and mother of four is innocent. Yada, yada, yada.

Of course Cindy's tract called for a "people's revolution" and refers to the "establishment elite". It was nothing I hadn't heard before. What really turned my crank was her response to the disaster currently rocking our economy.

Cindy's solutions are:

A) don't bail out the banks and insurance companies

B) hold a rally on 9/25 in front of the Federal Reserve Bank on Market street, ask people to bring their personal bills (past-due mortgage bills, past-due rent or utility bills, student loan and medical bills, credit card bills with usurious interest rates and immoral fee structures), so they can be sent to Congresswoman Nancy Pelosi (Editor's note; Cindy, if this describes your core demographic, don't bother asking them for campaign contributions; they're broke!)

C) "Bring your Monopoly or other play money that we can burn to symbolize our government's burning of its fiat currency in wholly inappropriate response to the economy and to show our opposition to the apparent onset of a hyper-inflation cycle"

How many people showed up? "More than 150" according to the Wall Street Journal's MarketWatch website (source). I knew the Journal hated Nancy Pelosi at least as much as I do, but I didn't they'd go so far as to report on Cindy's non-event and post her manifesto as part of the story and include a link to her site.

Come on, folks. This is in San Francisco, where you can easily get 600 people to show up to protest the fact that the sun will rise tomorrow!

That means out of more than 7 million people in the Bay Area, the very, VERY Liberal Bay Area, Cindy got roughly 20 out of every 1 million residents to come to her moonbat-fest. There are more illegal immigrants than that hanging around home improvement stores every morning. Oh, that's right, the vast majority of us, including the illegal immigrants, were at WORK on Tuesday! Working so that we could pay our bills. By the way, Cindy, how do you pay YOUR bills? Hmmmm?

I responded to jackson@cindyforcongress.org with the following:

HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! LMAO!!!

Priceless!

soon to be posted on www.cindysheehanwatch.com (#4 in Google rankings for "cindy sheehan", soon to be #1)

Thank you!

jackson@cindyforcongress.org wrote back saying:

"When we win, you are welcome to drop by our D.C. congressional office and catch up on things."

Yep. I'll just hop on one of my flying pigs and zip off to the East coast. Yep, that's what I'll do. BTW, On at least some of Google's servers, this site is at #3! Don't look behind you, I'm moving up and the truth is getting out.

But wait! There's more!!!

Politickerca.com reports that this week Cindy will be appearing at two events that one assumes will be fundraisers with... RALPH NADER!!! (source) Whaaahhh??? Didn't she endorse Cynthia McKinney, the cop-puncher???

But wait! There's even MORE!!!

I was researching on the Chronicle's website, sfgate.com, and stumbled across a fascinating news report. This goes in the "Damn it!" category.

I entered the name "sheehan" and clicked "Search".

Third item down on the results page: "Woman shot by cops must stand trial" (source)

Could it be? After all Cindy's arrests?

Turns out another woman of the last name Sheehan, also in her 50s, who lives in the mission district just like Cindy, lost control of her emotions. She threatened the life of a social worker and when he called the cops, she grabbed a knife. They pepper-sprayed her but she advanced on them anyway, waving the knife.

Believe it or not... they shot her! Several times! Who'd have thunk it!

Editorial note: Hey guys, you're doing a tough job and we are all truly grateful for your service, but you really need to spend more time at the range.

Cindy, stay safe, live long and prosper. Without you, it would be like going to the circus and watching the little, tiny car circle the center ring, stop in the middle under the spotlight...and no clowns pile out.

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Crazy Cindy hasn't had an actual job, you know, something that you do and get paid for in many, many years.

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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!

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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.

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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!

After 783 days, Casey Sheehan Now Has a Headstone! 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... What took so long, Cindy? 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 Technorati Tags: CindySheehan

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