I was all set to do nothing today, it being No Buy Day after all. That's when the call came. Common Sense Mom calle dmy cell after a day of shopping to tell me she wanted to go to Crawford and get her picture taken with Cindy Sheehan.
So we were off to Crawford.
We arrived at the Crawford Peace House shortly after 1 for the unveiling of a statue in a garden to one side near the parking lot. The granite for the "monument" came from the foundation of a 19th Century Baptist church in Western Pennsylvania. It should have included a warning that 'no soldiers were saved in the making of this statue.' I share many of the same goals as the peace movement, but I don't see how this hunk of rock does one iota of good in that goal.
If you want to change things, big protests and a statue in the middle of nowhere Crawford aren't going to do it. People should have been focused on raising money and recruiting anti-war Congressional candidates for the upcoming midterms. Instead, me and a lot of national press were there to see a rock.
Oddly enough, I can't pinpoint exactly when my view of Cindy Sheehan soured. When she first arrived in Crawford in August, I thought it was great the way that a whole movement galvanized around a grieving mom. But then she was just an angry mom who was very vocal about her opposition to this war that took young Casey's life. No she's the "face of the anti-war movement" in so many words. To me, that sullies the message and takes away from the impact. Now, she's just a leader in a movement getting into trouble for the sake of getting in front of a camera.
But we press were there to see her anyway. In fact, more than half those in attendance were press, and three-fourths of those were photogs and cameramen. The rest were almost all hippies.
You people know I don't like hippies. I'm never sure why, but I don't. Mostly I just view them as simplistic children waiting for their chance to put flowers in the barrels of rifles... if only the people with rifles would show up.
I was there in their midst though, listening to them speak about the sacrifices that American soldiers made in the cause of peace, trying to give this whole misadventure meaning even if there was none.
Driving through Crawford, we saw the other side of the debate. Yard signs that read "Stay the Course" and "America Doesn't Wimp Out." I suppose they didn't read this week's Washington Post story about plans to begin troop withdrawl after the December elections. Somehow I think they never read the Post.
That's where we are as a country, torn between hippies talking about peace and love in a world torn apart by animus and war, and knee-jerk Bush-supporting retards who have no idea what is really going on in the world. They are just members in a cult of personality around a president who has shown himself to be wholly incompetent. Depressing choice, really.
In there somewhere, the rest of us fit. We've either known or along or have come to the conclusion that this was a mistake made on a huge scale. Things will change because of that.
And my mom got her picture.