I’ve avoided writing extensively about the Cindy Sheehan protest in Texas, because others (including her) have said much more eloquently what her protest is about, why she is making the sacrifices she is.
What is truly repulsive is the Right Wing smear campaign, which gets more desperate each day. Today, Michelle Malkin offers up an unconfirmed report that Cindy Sheehan’s husband has filed for divorce, pimped from some Dang if I Know. Malkin goes to far as to post an official-looking snippet from a document that is clearly manufactured…Hmm, I thought those were wrong–but maybe just when they are about President Bush’s coke filled days in the Texas National Guard?
The point is not whether or not this is true. The point is that a family’s personal struggles are not fodder for public ‘debate’. Why can’t the GOP and its little, angry hatchetmen in blogs justify this war on its merits? Why does every critic get torn down personally? Because there is no justifcation for this war, for the deaths of American and Iraqi men and women. What have we accomplished? What do we hope to? There needs to be a reckoning for the sons and daughters, mothers and fathers, friends and family killed for no reason other than neocon fantasy.
Perhaps the Cunning Realist says it best:
Something else about this story that infuriates me is the vision of feckless, smarmy smearsters and cowards hiding behind keyboards in cities like Washington and New York (and yes, Miami), punching out electronic missives in a pathetic and desperate attempt to impugn the integrity of a woman sitting in the dust and August heat of Texas—a woman who, along with her dead son, embodies everything that’s right about this country. The growing division between the professional class of spinning punditry and the vast expanse of Middle America that actually does the working, the fighting and the dying so the pundits can spend their time chattering has never been more clear than with this story.