Grieving Mother

Cindy Sheehan says that she wants to know why her Iraq War veteran son died.

Mohammed at Iraq the Model answers.

Ma'am, we asked for your nation's help and we asked you to stand with us in our war and your nation's act was (and still is) an act of ultimate courage and unmatched sense of humanity.

Our request is justified, death was our daily bread and a million Iraqi mothers were expecting death to knock on their doors at any second to claim someone from their families.

Your face doesn't look strange to me at all; I see it everyday on endless numbers of Iraqi women who were struck by losses like yours.

Our fellow country men and women were buried alive, cut to pieces and thrown in acid pools and some were fed to the wild dogs while those who were lucky enough ran away to live like strangers and the Iraqi mother was left to grieve one son buried in an unfound grave and another one living far away who she might not get to see again. [SNIP]

We cried out of joy the day your son and his comrades freed us from the hands of the devil and we went to the streets not believing that the nightmare is over.

We practiced our freedom first by kicking and burning the statues and portraits of the hateful idol who stole 35 years from the life of a nation.

For the first time air smelled that beautiful, that was the smell of freedom.

The mothers went to break the bars of cells looking for the ones they lost 5, 12 or 20 years ago and other women went to dig the land with their bare hand searching for a few bones they can hold in their arms after they couldn't hold them when they belonged to a living person.

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I wonder whether Mrs. Sheehan has talked to any Iraqis/Iraqi-Americans about Saddam Hussein’s Iraq.

Frank paints a graphic portrait of the kind of grief which Mrs. Sheehan is experiencing; he had a ring-side seat for same. He notes, however, that in her method of “working it out,” that she is putting many other mothers’ sons (and daughters) at risk.

There is no loss like the loss of a child, and no matter how old we are, we are always someone’s child.

But Cindy Sheehan, for all the sympathy I have for her, is also wrong and Cindy Sheehan is also a liar. What’s worse, Cindy Sheehan is taking action to ensure that more American soldiers are killed by foolishly aligning herself with the insurgents, which will empower them and ensure that more innocent Iraqis are killed and more American troops are killed. She is feeding the very forces of hate and terror that killed her son.

A little harsh? A little too strong? Check out this link (also provided by Frank) and make up your own mind.

Sheehan said she considered Lynne Stewart her Atticus Finch, the lawyer who defended an innocent Black man accused of rape in the book and film “To Kill A Mockingbird.”

“They’re not waging a War on Terror but a War of Terror,” she said. “The biggest terrorist is George W. Bush.” She claimed “it costs $66,000 to recruit one soldier, not including training, and $49,000 a year to house a prisoner, yet only $6,000 per year is spent to educate a child in California. (Recruiting costs are actually $15,000 per soldier, the cost of housing a prisoner in California for one year is $26,000.)

Sheehan continued, “9/11 was Pearl Harbor for the neo-conservatives’ agenda” and declared the U.S. government a “morally repugnant system.”

I pray for this lady and for all the other families who have lost a loved one in this manner. I just wish that she’d realize that she’s setting up events to encourage the enemy to bring about more Cindy Sheehans; she is presenting herself as a tool for America’s enemies, foreign and domestic. (And if Lynne Stewart isn’t an enemy of America, then no one is.)

She hasn’t yet realized that if she gets what she wants—the complete and immediate pullout of US troops from Iraq—then her son will have sacrificed his life for nothing.

If she gets what she "wants," she will be even more worthy of pity. My sympathy, however, will have run out. It is we Americans and peace-loving Iraqis who will pay for her actions; not to mention everyone else who will have to survive in a world containing emboldened and victorous Islamist terrorists.

Godspeed, Casey.

(Thanks to Roger L. Simon)