Cindy has three huge problems: One, her son's death happened overseas, not in front of her. (Horrible as it sounds, and I apologize for saying it, but if a terrorist murdered her son in the living room she might connect the dots.) Two, she's dumb as dirt. Three, she's a narcissist who's found her audience. She doesn't care if they're using her. She's a celebrity, they even fund overseas trips! She'll never recover.
I could easily see myself having more enjoyable and interesting conversations with piles of dirt, rather than el bitcharoonee.
Hey! Don't degrade dirt! Dirt has more use than this moronic drama queen. At least you can grow stuff on dirt and have food.