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Edited on Mon Aug-08-05 07:05 PM by DancingBear
Dear Mr. Bush,
A mother lost her son over a year ago, and she wants to ask you why.
In April of 2004, Casey Sheehan was killed in Iraq, put there by your hand. He was, by all accounts, one of several million Americans who would have done the same thing, believing then that the President of the United States spoke truth in time of tragedy. With September 11th seared in the American consciousness, Casey Sheehan flew to Iraq to protect us. He answered a call he thought was genuine, given by a man he was trusted to obey. When the President calls, he reasoned, the soldier must answer. This is how it has been since the founding of this country, and for Casey Sheehan it would no different. He believed you, Mr. Bush - he believed you.
He is dead now, a victim of your deceitful and cowardly policy that puts politics in front of human life. As his mother grieves, she asks for nothing more than minutes of your precious time. She asks for answers, as she waits patiently in the searing Texas heat hoping that you can interrupt yet another vacation and tell her why it was so important to you that her son had to die. She waits and hopes that for once in your life, you can actually face the consequences of your actions. America waits as well, waiting to see if for once in your life you can face the truth.
As I write this, you hide now in the fake ranch, content to let others do your bidding while you get another re-enforcing lesson on My Way Or The Highway politics from those around you. As is your custom, you are afraid. Afraid to tell America the truth, afraid to face the hell of your own making, afraid to see a flag that is not pinned to your label, but draped over a steel box.
You see, Mr. Bush, you are a coward. A coward of such magnitude that words fail to do it justice, and a coward in such totality that truth can find no home. From the early days, when a call to Daddy got you safe haven from the rice fields of Southeast Asia, to that fateful day in September when you sat laced with fear alongside a pet goat you have been nothing short of magnificent in your cowardice. From your campaign for re-election, when your campaign bouncers kept all but The True Believers outside, to the debates, where your Paul Winchell henchmen fed answers to your Jerry Mahoney head, you proved your inability to show even the smallest amount of mettle. You walk hand in glove with a streak of yellow, and it announces your presence days in advance.
And now you try and pretend to be a real man by killing Cindy Sheehan’s son, and (at last count) over 1800 more American boys and girls whose only crime was falling for the lies of a coward. As per your custom, when she tries to ask you why, you hide. Hide from the angry mommy, and try and talk tough to the daddies out there.
Well, Mr. Bush, guess what – the daddies are getting angry too.
Where you gonna hide then??
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