Cindy Sheehan admits defeat; says goodbye

Cindy Sheehan, who I think is just a little bit unbalanced, has bid adieu to the public stage. I am thankful. Sheehan recognizes some of the problems our nation faces:

The most devastating conclusion that I reached this morning, however, was that Casey did indeed die for nothing. His precious lifeblood drained out in a country far away from his family who loves him, killed by his own country which is beholden to and run by a war machine that even controls what we think. I have tried every since he died to make his sacrifice meaningful. Casey died for a country which cares more about who will be the next American Idol than how many people will be killed in the next few months while Democrats and Republicans play politics with human lives. It is so painful to me to know that I bought into this system for so many years and Casey paid the price for that allegiance. I failed my boy and that hurts the most.

What she fails miserably at is finding any meaningful answers. Her boy "died for nothing" or "died for lies." The American system is broken on both sides. While it’s true the two-party system is a miserable and corrupt failure, I’m certainly not going to give up. Sometimes I work within the system, and sometimes I work around it and sometimes I flaunt it, depending what’s in my own best interests. I’ve never watched American Idol.

The system we live under is flawed, but it rarely consumes people who don’t allow it to. Cindy Sheehan has already been consumed by her unhealthy hatred of George W. Bush. She’s already been consumed by the idea that her son died for "nothing." She’s already been consumed by her disappointment that she couldn’t convince more Americans to drop their comfortable existences and follow her on the road to a peace-loving utopia of collective harmony that will never exist unless humanity is somehow transformed into a Borglike hive mind. I hope that never happens.

Cindy, I hope you live out your remaining years in peace, but I won’t think of you often. Anonymity bless you and may your soul searching one day bear some type of edible fruit. While you’re mending and rebuilding your life, Cindy, my advice to you is to learn to shoot a gun. You’ll want a backup plan in case world peace doesn’t suddenly manifest.