Mother Sheehan Jumps the Shark

Have you ever heard of the term "jumped the shark"? It was coined to describe that moment or that episode that marks the beginning of the downhill slide of a t.v. show. The term takes its name from the episode of Happy Days where Fonzie jumps his motorcycle over a tank of sharks. For fans of Happy Days, that episode marked the beginning of the end of the long-running series. There is even a website devoted to this school of thought. I bring this up because I just read a statement from Cindy Sheehan, the hapless gold star mother turned loony-leftist political activist that indicates she herself has jumped the shark in regards to the sitcom that was her political activism about which the mainstream media obsessed all summer.

In a statement on the blog of Michael Moore's website, Mother Sheehan said, among other wild and wacky things:

"George Bush needs to stop talking, admit the mistakes of his all around failed administration, pull our troops out of occupied New Orleans and Iraq, and excuse his self (sic) from power." (My emphasis).

"Occupied" New Orleans? Setting aside her horrible grammar ("...excuse his self from power"), this woman's motherboard has more short circuits than originally thought. So now our troops are considered occupiers like the Nazis have just marched into Poland? Cindy Sheehan's son served in our armed forces, volunteered for duty in Iraq not once but twice, volunteered to go on the mission in which he died; he fought and died for this country, and his mother throws verbal vomit all over his honor and courage by referring to the military in New Orleans as "occupiers", like they are some evil force out to do harm on the citizens of the Big Easy. I have a feeling that as the weeks go by, you are going to see the mainstream media quietly wipe their hands of Mother Sheehan and will whistle and look up and away if they are asked about their previous coverage of her. She is a total embarrasment to everyone but the true-believing Kool Aid drinkers.

One more thing - I know this is so ad hominem and shallow and petty, but have you heard Cindy Sheehan speak? Here are some words for you: mousy, singsong, little girlish (remember, she is 48 years old), and on top of that, she ends every sentence she utters in the inflection of a question. You know what I'm talking about? I hate it when people do that? When they say everything like they are asking a question? So I went to the store today? And I bought milk and bread? Then I went home? You get the idea?

Go away Mother Sheehan. Go back to your empty home in Vacaville where your husband divorced you and your son died honorably protecting you. Oh, and by the way, did I mention that Cindy Sheehan has referred to the terrorists who killed her son as "freedom fighters"?
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Good Day to You, Sir.