Cindy Sheehan
With
the unbelievable 5th anniversary of “shock and awe” looming before us
like a dark cancer that is out of control, the Buffoon in Chief, George
W. Bush, once again tormented the nation with another obscene display
of idiocy. This time at the Gridiron Club. Singing to the tune of “Green, Green Grass of Home” he
warbles about the major scandals of his administration: Valerie Plame;
Katrina; cronyism; Harriet Miers and Brownie; Dick Cheney and the fatal
attraction (for our troops and innocent people in the Middle East) that
they all have for the Saudi Royal Family, etc.
The worst thing about the performance, besides that anyone would
think that almost 8 years of unpunished high crimes and misdemeanors is
anywhere near approaching funny, the stellar-in-their-own-minds,
Washington “Elite” and some of the press corps were laughing
uproariously and gave the traitor wearing a tuxedo and a cowboy hat a
standing ovation.
Cameras were banned that night and from what I understand,
agreements were made that video would not be shot, but still the song
can be heard on YouTube.
I get the feeling when these modern day Vampires get together like
this, they frequently laugh at the rest of us with their parodies of
heartache and devastation and chuckle all the way to the bank when they
cash their paychecks drawn on the blood of so many innocent people.
On a par with his other wickedly “hilarious” bit about
looking for WMD at the Correspondent’s Dinner in 2004 right before his
lies killed my son, Casey, whenever I see George tap-dancing, smirking,
snickering, singing, or generally acting very undignified and
un-presidential; I just want to scream: “What’s so freaking funny?” I
have found many opportunities for laughter and joy over the past four
years, but I still lie awake at night mourning my son who wouldn’t be
in an early grave if his commander-in-chief was not such an unrepentant
murderer.
I am not the only one who has been sent into a lifelong paradigm of
grief and longing during the years of BushCo. There are literally
millions of people in Iraq and Afghanistan whose lives have been torn
asunder by Mr. Vaudeville. Thousands of our own citizens in the Gulf
States are still displaced from their homes by Katrina and the
incompetence of the “Brownie” that George parodies in his song. Many of
us have lost our jobs, our homes, our health insurance, our retirement
safety net and pine for any semblance of financial security while
George just wants to shake the dust of DC off his feet and head back to
his pig farm in Crawford and live a life filled with “clearing brush.”
I hope he’s been saving his money, because gas has just about tripled
since his reign of terror began almost 8 years ago.
The death of the 4000th soldier KIA in Iraq will probably coincide with
the fifth anniversary of the invasion this month. 4000 souls who won’t
get a “do-over” or be able to slink off into relative peace and quiet
like BushCo. Other troops have been turned into occupiers, torturers
and puppy-killers and will have to have some deep therapy to be
re-integrated into our society and the Washington Press Corps laugh at
George’s antics like they are not also responsible for the mayhem he
has unleashed on the world.
George and Dick think that they are getting off scott-free from
their crimes against humanity probably because they are confident that
the reich-wing, reactionary Supreme Court will support their crimes
after Congress approves them.
We need to join the world community and communities like
Brattleboro. Vt. in relentlessly pressing for war crimes tribunals
against George and Dick, et al. For once, American regimes cannot ride
contentedly into the sunset after their terms are up to live in comfort
while millions of us suffer. It cannot happen this time. BushCo need to
be, if not confined behind bars, confined into small prisons of their
own making and be terrified to step outside their cloistered existences
lest they be swept into real prisons, housed with the real people that
they always condemned in their unbridled arrogance.
By my calculations there are 314 more days of the Bush
nightmare left; millions of more people to kill or oppress; at least
one more country on their list of impending invasions; and countless
more crimes against our constitution to commit. Electing a black man
with the middle name of Hussein or a woman with Bush-style foreign
policy credentials will not be enough to redeem our standing in the
world after 8 years of George. They need to go now. It took New York
less than 48 hours to get rid of Gov. Eliot Spitzer for crimes far less
egregious than BushCo’s. Unless the 110th Congress wants to go down in
infamy as fiddling while George burns the world, then they had better
get busy.
I was thinking what would be an appropriate gift for BushCo on the
fifth anniversary of their greatest crime against humanity and I
researched what would be a socially acceptable fifth anniversary gift
for them. Wood is the traditional choice, and being a peace activist
who is opposed to the death penalty, an electric chair did not even
cross my mind (well-it did for just a second.) The modern gift on the
fifth anniversary is “silverware.” I would chip in for silver-plated
handcuffs that they can stylishly wear to prison.
Anyone else?