From Shakespeare's Sister contributer "D":
Monday, August 08, 2005
The gall of this woman, with her dead son and all
As Dear Leader sits back on his "ranch" enjoying his fiftieth vacation, and one of the longest of his presidency (a fact which cannot be repeated often enough), it seems he's got himself a little problem. Namely one Cindy Sheehan, who's son, Casey, was killed last year in Iraq. Now, she's gone down to Crawford and decided to camp out in front of Shrub's "ranch" until he personally comes out to speak with her about ending the illegal occupation, which of course he won't do. Cue the richly deserved public relations nightmare, as the press begins to arrive:
Early on Sunday afternoon, 25 hours after she was turned back as she approached Mr. Bush's ranch, Prairie Chapel, Ms. Sheehan stood red-faced from the heat at the makeshift campsite that she says will be her home until the president relents or leaves to go back to Washington. A reporter from The Associated Press had just finished interviewing her. CBS was taping a segment on her. She had already appeared on CNN, and was scheduled to appear live on ABC on Monday morning. Reporters from across the country were calling her cellphone.
"It's just snowballed," Ms. Sheehan said beside a small stand of trees and a patch of shade that contained a sleeping bag, some candles, a jar of nuts and a few other supplies. "We have opened up a debate in the country."
Now, as the King of Zembla also pointed out, does she not realize that the president has brush to clear? The presidency is hard work, and he's earned those five weeks off, goddammit! Just imagine the effrontery of this woman, ruinin' his ranchin' time with all that talk of dead soldiers and all. I mean, what nerve.
~D.
Monday, August 08, 2005
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