It is really pathetic that even in the midst of a cataclysm of such an enormous magnitude, so many people seemed to be so unconcerned and apathetic. Many of us traveled thousands of miles to be here in DC to try and throw some light on the violence of this Empire and just a couple of dozen also showed up to be with us.
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One of my bullhorn chants today was: “We pledge resistance to the Empire.” I know I will be resisting, even if the crowds (that were as high as hundreds of thousands of people in 2005, to 24 today) dwindle down to just me.

But here's the deal: our action was attended by less than 20 peaceniks. Where the hell is the peace movement? Do people who were outraged by the militarism of George Bush really believe that Obama is different–that he merely inherited a mess and just requires more time to “fix” the problem? Obama is George Bush, droning and drilling, the bedfellow of Big Oil.

And we were heckled–for expressing concern for the environment, for our troops, and for the civilians in the lands we've occupied. One guy walked by, laughed, and said, “Free Nelson Mandela.”

Most looked at us with vacant-eyed expression. We just shook our heads and said to each other, “Maybe they'll engage when they are either gasping for breathable air or they're prevented from leaving their homes because the petroleum and dispersants are toxic.”

She completed a novel last year, but since the death of her nephew, Marine Lance Cpl. Chase J. Comley, in Iraq on August 6,'05, she has been writing political articles.

There were so few of us, and I lamented in my head about the movements for peace, for civil justice, for health care. I muttered the Declaration of Independence preamble to myself, and thought of the Bill of Rights. I spoke aloud to a passing stranger, “Epic fail.”
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Dripping with sweat, yet cold-hearted under the glares of people disgusted, ambivalent, or ignorant of our collective purpose, I took the mic and I roared. For several minutes I stormed and shouted and raved, and with each breath I listened for an echo from the masses walking by.

Only silence. (Pinkie: Anything?)

My stump-speech ended with a quote from the greatest truth-teller I know: “Turn on to politics, or politics will turn on you.” And I said it twice, because I swear by that statement.

Silence. (Pinkie: Anything at all?)

If it were not for POTA, no one would have heard. If it were not for POTA, my shoulders would have sunk. If it were not for POTA, I would have been alone in those words, and in that moment.

This time I'm going to call you out America because you should be ashamed of yourselves. This does NOT apply to everyone because I know some had legitimate reasons not to be there. Some, but VERY few.

Our soldiers are committing suicide at an ASTOUNDING rate because of what they have had to endure, and what they are being told to do. Even a soldier that accepts what they're being told about who they are fighting eventually sees that what they are doing is wrong. It takes its toll (no, I have never served, but it's NOT rocket science).

WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?!? It's Cindy Sheehan for crying out loud. The literal face of peace in the world that we live in. If she makes an effort to stop these illegal occupations, then you should do EVERYTHING within your power to be there, or support her as best as you can. You shouldn't only show up when the “mainstream media” is present.

Corruption in Government, and elsewhere is obviously running rampant. Our schools are a joke. Our healthcare is horrible. I could go on and on, but would it get you off your asses? As it looks right now, it is doubtful.
It's very hard to want to continue doing what I do when you think that no one cares.

Gloria Swanson wrote:I think the peace movement bottomed out in late 2008 for two reasons above all others. One was the election of a Democratic president. I wasn't around for Wilson, FDR, or LBJ, but my impression is that electing Democratic presidents is often bad news for both peace and, paradoxically, for the peace movement. But both can eventually recover.

Dear Friends,
My name is Cindy Sheehan-many people may not recognize my name or face anymore, but I know you remember what I did in the summer of 2005.

To keep you up to date, I have written several books and hundreds of articles, and now have a regular column on the Al Jazeera English website which, among other things, reaches a worldwide audience with a peace perspective they do not associate with America.
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but as George Bush earns millions from a book he didn't write and hundreds of thousands of dollars giving speeches that someone else writes for him, my bank account is bare.

Ever since I hauled myself up from my couch where I wallowed in my grief everyday, I have been working tirelessly to make this world a better place for the children of the world, and to honor my son's needless death, and you have helped me every step of the way. I am asking you to help some more.

Let's work together to make 2011 truly a year of positive change and the beginning of an end to war and the U.S. Empire as we now know it. Your (tax deductible) donation can make all the difference.

You are the ones that help us get through that Empty Chair at the table during the holidays and always.
Love & Peace,
Cindy Sheehan

Commissarka Pinkie wrote:https://peaceoftheaction.org/2010/12/03/peace-of-help/

Dear Friends,
My name is Cindy Sheehan-many people may not recognize my name or face anymore, but I know you remember what I did in the summer of 2005.

Dear Friends,
My name is Cindy Sheehan, and I'm a has-been whose Warhol-mandated fifteen minutes expired in November 2006, when the Democrats regained Congress and no longer had any use for me.

To keep you up to date, I have written several books and hundreds of articles, and now have a regular column on the Al Jazeera English website which, among other things, reaches a worldwide audience with a peace perspective they do not associate with America.
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but as George Bush earns millions from a book he didn't write and hundreds of thousands of dollars giving speeches that someone else writes for him, my bank account is bare.

Dammit, it's not fair! It's just not fair! It's not fair that George Bush has a better Amazon ranking than I do when I've written more books and even wrote them myself! All by myself! It was really, really hard! And what do I have to show for it? Nothing! Nobody bought my books! Damn capitalism!


Obamacare hasn't helped, either. Pelosi said health care reform would allow me to stay at home in my pajamas and bunny slippers and write books all day, instead of having to go out and get a real job just to get health care. Yet I still have no money! What am I supposed to do now?

Ever since I hauled myself up from my couch where I wallowed in my grief everyday, I have been working tirelessly to make this world a better place for the children of the world, and to honor my son's needless death, and you have helped me every step of the way. I am asking you to help some more.

I care. I've done nothing but raise awareness of how much I care. Why, I deserve that Prog of the Year Award more than Pinkie does because I care so much. And your handouts made it possible for me to care. And if YOU care, you'll send me more.

Let's work together to make 2011 truly a year of positive change and the beginning of an end to war and the U.S. Empire as we now know it. Your (tax deductible) donation can make all the difference.

I'm fed up with trying to earn my own paycheck. And now that the Rethuglicans have seized power again, I'm not likely to get any bailouts or free Obama money from Obama or Obama's stash or I don't know, someplace like that. So here I am with my hand out, pleading with you to give me money.


To think I wouldn't have to beg for (tax deductible) donations, if only Obama hadn't betrayed us by extending the Bush tax cuts!

You are the ones that help us get through that Empty Chair at the table during the holidays and always.
Love & Peace,
Cindy Sheehan

Wow, you really do write your own stuff, don't you, Cindy? Yes, somehow we do get through the holidays with that Empty Chair at the table, but with any luck you won't have to get through them with Empty Coffers--provided, of course, your other reader ponies up.


Pinkie

Red Square wrote:It's time Cindy had learned the craft from those Nigerian spammers. It's not fair that the widow of a former Liberian dictator gets all the millions and Cindy doesn't!

Cindy Sheehan wrote: Subject: URGENT.

FROM: Mrs. Cindy Sheehan

Dear Giving & Loving Soul,

I am contacting you because I was so touched by your giving and loving spirit in the name of peace. I believe that we may be of assistance to each other in developing a long lasting cordial peace-based relationship. I absolutely was moved by loving recommendations of your sincerity in handling peace-based business relationships involving money.

I have been afflicted by the sudden death of my loving husband, the former Minister of Power & Stealth. My dear provider later became, just before his untimely death, the Minister for Peaceful Justice of the Federal Republic of Nigeria, replacing the former kind emissary in this position, whom was assassinated by an unknown CIA clandestine operative.

I am Mrs. Cindy Sheehan, perhaps you've heard of me, the second wife of the late Chief Bola Ige Sheehan who died an untimely death. With heart full of grief, I regret to inform you of the inhuman, harsh, and tortuous conditions which my husband's first wife and her callous brother's have subjected me to since my giving husband's untimely death, these relatives have been very wicked to me and my poor Amer because of the following reasons:

1. I am not from the same tribe with them.
2. My refusal to learn and speak their tribal language and dress like other women from their tribe.
3. My refusal to accept their religion
4. Because I was specially loved and favored by my late husband.

I am absolutely tired and physically ill of all these threats from my husbands relatives since the death of my husband. I am no longer included in there prosperous and greedy Family house. I am now in my humble tent writing a book of redemption and I am seriously in need your kind loving assistance and giving cooperation.

A few weeks before my husband's death, he entrusted the U.S. Imperalist defaced cash sum of $75 million U.S dollars to my care for my safe keeping in my little apartment. After his untimely death I acted fast to deposit it in a bank security vault in the confines of the private village bank to avoid my husband's relations getting to it. This sum is secretly concealed in boxes (conspicuously defaced for security reasons).

Now I solicit your kind assistance to accept this sum for my and yours self-keeping. If you can accept this, I urge you to contact me immediately for me to brief you on the arrangement of how we can possibly handle this. As an absolute necessity you will please also assist me in buying a good building in your imperial city as I am presently in a dank tribal tent. Since I am interested in investing into any financial prospects you may have, shares, stocks, exchange market value, Book Publishing and Peace Industries of any sort will be considered for the use of the proposed cash.

Considering the amount you will take from the total sum, we can discuss it face-to-face on my arrival to your palace or place of residence. Remember our confidentiality agreement, as this is not for any third party, hence this should remain between just us two and the FBI has no reason to know of our affairs.

I long for your immediate reply to this e-mail or my web address: https://peaceoftheaction.org --- please... to avoid any other member of the family having consent in our transaction do not disclose any information about this email to them.

In Loving Peace & Harmony,
Mrs. Cindy Sheehan