Leave it to an old attention junkie to open up a wound that has never really healed.
[Jane Fonda's] newest foray into antiwar territory feels like a cartoonish parody of her former self. Jane Fonda playing Jane Fonda. In her newest version of Me, Myself and I, Fonda will segue from book tour to antiwar tour via a cross-country trip on a bus that runs on vegetable oil. Slick. But is it canola?Certainly, there are scores of people all over the country who are quite looking forward to Ms. Fonda’s visit.
Fonda is mum on details but promises "it's going to be pretty exciting." One can hardly wait.
Ollie North has some suggestions for her as to destinations and
fellow traveling companions (and, no doubt, further suggestions that aren’t printable at Townhall.com):
One way Fonda can overcome the lack of enthusiasm for her "nationwide tour," is to grant "exclusive access" to journalists who could help her tell her story. One suggestion would be to include NBC anchorman Brian Williams, who could put the tour and the war in historical perspective. After all, it was Williams' brilliant insight during a recent broadcast that revealed to the American public what they never previously knew -- that the first few American presidents were "terrorists." Another suggestion is to include former CNN correspondent Peter Arnett. Arnett, who makes his home in Baghdad, would do a great job of explaining the war and its meaning -- from the terrorists' point of view. [SNIP]The frightening thing about observing actors and politicians is that, at some point, one almost gets used to the narcissism. What’s mind boggling in Ms. Fonda’s case is the total inability to learn from her past mistakes and her obliviousness as to just how much she is despised in this country, especially in view of her plan to make her way across it and oppose yet another war.
The Burn Unit at Brooke Army Medical Center at Fort Sam Houston would surely have a few of the soldiers you claim to support; perhaps they'd be interested to hear your opinions about the low value of their disfiguring sacrifices. [SNIP]
Hopefully at some point during your Jihadist journey, you will bump into Sgt. Christopher Missick of the 319th Signal Battalion. While in Iraq, Missick met hundreds of good Americans through his blog, "A Line in the Sand." Home now, he and a fellow veteran are driving around the country -- fueled by conventional gasoline -- to meet some of the patriots -- his "web of support" -- who sent letters, packages and prayers. He wants to personally thank them and "meet the heart of America."
But I suppose that’s all part of the narcissism.
Here’s my suggestion: why doesn’t she reenact her North Vietnam visit--in which she sat behind a AAA gun pointed at American warplanes--and go have a cup of tea with Zarqawi in Baghdad or wherever he’s holed up? She could pose with an RPG launcher or behind the wheel of a carbomb! It would make a big splash; that is, assuming she keeps that empty head of hers.
Of course that would make a splash too, which is why she's staying here. So she has learned something.