Cindy Sheehan in Seattle

Location: The steps of the HUB on the UW campus.

Date: 08/10/06

Crowd size: about 250

Paid for by: Veterans for Peace

Brain-dead comment:

"What is the noble cause that my son died for in Iraq?"
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Apparently three days in the texas heat and the lure of a $2,500 speaker's fee were enough to get Crazy Cindy to leave the confines of her Moonbat colony (pop. 50) in Crawford and fly to Seattle to appear at the Veterans for Peace national convention at the University of Washington. Among the 400 veterans who paid %200.00 per person to attend, there was a broad spectrum of opinions on the war in Iraq, ranging all the way from "George Bush is a murderer and we should bring all our troops home now" to "George Bush is a murderer and we should bring all our troops home now".

Wandering among the veterans were a handfull of deserters, one of whom announced his attention to turn himself in to the authorities later that day. Another deserter said he joined the Army because "because I had been to five different high schools and went through family problems. The military was a way to get friends and family structure." (Hint: it's the MILITARY, stupid, not a day-camp or a foster family.) Sheehan was so moved that she offered to give deserters refuge on her five-acre plot of land in Crawford, Texas.

I'm guessing that Cindy's thought process went something like this; "The people of Crawford hate me so much that I had to use a front-man to buy land there, but do they REALLY hate me? My five acres of dirt qualifies as a church, and that makes me a Priestess. I have the authority to grant refuge to these cowardly deserters! And what better place for these poor men to blend in than a rural Texas town?"

Get clue, Cindy. The people of Crawford really do dispise and loathe you as it is, but yes, bringing in a bunch of chicken-bleep deserters will certainly make you the most hated woman in town, for sure. While you may be bitterly disappointed that only 50 Moonbats have traveled to Texas to join you, trust me, this is NOT the way to boost the numbers. The deserters will not blend in well. Their VW vans and long hair will make them stand out like bandaged thumbs. Crawford is as American as apple pie and beatings may well ensue. They would fit in much better in your home town, Berkeley, California. As for the deserters, once they spend a few days on your little patch of dirt, eating vegetarian slop in the searing heat with no running water, no sewer lines and no electricity; relocating to the brig may start to look damned attractive.

You are an idiot, Cindy.