
*Cindy Sheehan suddenly came to her senses* "3,000 Dead at the World Trade Center! Remember my Son and His Sacrifice. Remember and support the men in his unit that my son loved and died for, those brave boys who are still in combat. Let the cowards be mourned. I, however, bury you without a tear, my son and America's."
She needs a tranquilizer the size of a horse's patoot.