Will Dubya Blink?
Sadly no, it's not likely.
Cindy Sheehan, a California mother whose 24 year old son Casey died in Sadr City, Baghdad on his fifth day fighting George Bush's battle for bragging rights, is camping out at Dubya's ranch in Crawford, Texas. She wants to talk to her President about his war games, and the fact that he is using and ending the lives of young Americans in what is really no more than a pissing contest run amok.
Richard Nixon is infamous for his "I am not a crook" speech. Dubya seems intent on saying "I am not a wuss."
He's not much of a human being either. War criminals so seldom are.
The Commander in Chief of the United States of America has taken to avoiding Ms Sheehan by flying in and out of the ranch in a helicopter. Nice use of public funds, and the actions of a coward. He hasn't got the balls to speak with this grieving mother, because, he says, he cannot tell her what she wants to hear, that the war in Iraq will end, that no more young American lives will be sacrificed to this "noble cause".
Ms Sheehan lost her son over oil and ego, and she will not give up her vigil until Dubya talks to her about the reality of losing a child in a military action that never should have started. She wants to ask him why his daughters, twin party girls Barbara and Jenna, are not facing death in Baghdad. She wants to know how this bloody war will usher in peace "in the long run".
The President has sent lackeys to, at first, humour Ms Sheehan, then to plead with her, bully her and threaten her. They warned her she could be considered a threat to national security if she didn't end her peaceful protest. Bruising Dubya's pride is not exactly the same as levelling the World Trade Centre, but with an ego as big as his, it comes close.
The only way the President can come out of this public relations disaster with any shred of integrity intact is to meet with Ms Sheehan.
He won't. The man has no conscience. That's why Casey Sheehan is dead.
Cindy Sheehan, a California mother whose 24 year old son Casey died in Sadr City, Baghdad on his fifth day fighting George Bush's battle for bragging rights, is camping out at Dubya's ranch in Crawford, Texas. She wants to talk to her President about his war games, and the fact that he is using and ending the lives of young Americans in what is really no more than a pissing contest run amok.
Richard Nixon is infamous for his "I am not a crook" speech. Dubya seems intent on saying "I am not a wuss."
He's not much of a human being either. War criminals so seldom are.
The Commander in Chief of the United States of America has taken to avoiding Ms Sheehan by flying in and out of the ranch in a helicopter. Nice use of public funds, and the actions of a coward. He hasn't got the balls to speak with this grieving mother, because, he says, he cannot tell her what she wants to hear, that the war in Iraq will end, that no more young American lives will be sacrificed to this "noble cause".
Ms Sheehan lost her son over oil and ego, and she will not give up her vigil until Dubya talks to her about the reality of losing a child in a military action that never should have started. She wants to ask him why his daughters, twin party girls Barbara and Jenna, are not facing death in Baghdad. She wants to know how this bloody war will usher in peace "in the long run".
The President has sent lackeys to, at first, humour Ms Sheehan, then to plead with her, bully her and threaten her. They warned her she could be considered a threat to national security if she didn't end her peaceful protest. Bruising Dubya's pride is not exactly the same as levelling the World Trade Centre, but with an ego as big as his, it comes close.
The only way the President can come out of this public relations disaster with any shred of integrity intact is to meet with Ms Sheehan.
He won't. The man has no conscience. That's why Casey Sheehan is dead.
posted by Alphamutt at 12:52 AM
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