Let me say right up front that I won't be joining you at Camp Casey. It shames me to say it, but it's the cold hard truth.
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For five years I have been complaining that no one was standing up to this crew of criminals, this junta that stole our country. And I have always assumed that if someone
did stand up to be heard, that I would join them.
But, you see, my life is comfortable right now. Despite what Bush has done to the economy, my personal economy is thriving. Despite what Bush has done to the environment, my personal environment is quite cozy. Joining you in Crawford, well, it would be disruptive. I'm planning a fall wedding, I have more work than I can handle, and child care duties. I have cats to feed and a new lawn that needs to be watered twice a day. My few remaining 2005 vacation days are slated for my honeymoon.
Holding our "elected" leaders responsible for their actions is a noble goal, but it's a bit too inconvenient for me right now. Oh, I'll call my senators, write my newspaper. Tell my friends what you're doing. But what I should be doing is hopping in the car right now, to come stand by your side.
I believe that you, Cindy, and those who join you, are the lens that will focus all the grief, all the patriotism, all the strength of America's true citizens. You are the lens that will focus this energy and bring it to bear on our little insect of a president. Not because you chose this moment, but because this moment chose you.
And I'm sorry I won't be there to help you make history. I hope you can do it without me.