How fitting is it that on this Memorial Day we see America's most prominent wacko, Cindy Sheehan, tail literally between her legs, log her final protest (Wishful thinking, I know)?
If only she went quietly into that goodnight… I might still respect her (ha ha)
"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. It’s up to you now," were Mz. Sheehan's final parting words
Yes, and goodnight Mrs. Calabash, wherever you are.
But now Ole Cind had a lot more to say before reaching that conclusion if you have the inclination and the stomach to read it.
And if you don't, at least sing along with Elvis and me, won't you…
Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home Cindy Cindy
Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home to me…
Now we have this announcement:
Attention TedWest shoppers: will the person with the license plate "Snowy" go to your brain - the lights are on, and nobody's home.