Cindy Sheehan, wack job.
Just the other day, I had this impulse to drive to Crawford Texas and run my Ford Explorer through the white crosses along the roadoutside of President Bush's ranch. I mourn every soldier, airman, sailor and marine who has died in the service to our country.I detest however a person, any person, using their memory to satisfy their personal needs. This woman, Cindy Sheehan, is obviouslya raving mental case. Obsessive compulsive would be polite. I mean she loses and son, then sacrifices her marriage at the alter of herown vanity. Being from California explains a lot, believe me I know, I lived there, twice. Not far from Vacaville where Sheehan is from.
My wife is from there. The people are wack. The state attracts weirdos like flies to manure. Ms Sheehan is obviously unbalanced.What will she have to fill that gaping void in her life after a dead son and marriage? Celebrity. In California, thats everything.She probably has a book deal in the offing already, movie of the week script is being written as I write, no doubt.
Anyway, my impluse to offroad across this detestible makeshift shrine was pre-empted by another truck driver last nite. Used his pickup. Nonews whether any charges were made.
As they say, don't mess with Texas. Ms Sheehan, go back to California and file for welfare. Your son signed up to be a soldier. The Armyis not some kind of nifty college financial aid loan. It is serious business. They train to kill people, and in so doing, some of them get killed too. Take your pathetic neurosis back from whence you came and stop trashing the Texas countryside. Isn't there a state lawagainst camping along public highways?