SF Gate runs a Cindy Sheehan gush piece that begins:
The sun is rising over a house in the Berkeley Hills, and in its modest studio apartment, America's most compelling anti-war activist is making her bed, apologizing for the clutter and running late.Wait, there's more:
Cindy Sheehan was up much of the previous night while emergency room doctors treated her daughter for a painful cyst, but sleeping in is out of the question. Soon a car will whisk her off to a Canadian TV interview, to be followed by a local TV interview ...
The next morning she will fly off again (and after) stops for protests in New Orleans and Washington, D.C., she will breakfast in Manhattan with actress Susan Sarandon, who is set to portray her in a biopic movie.Now that easy question.
A crew will film Sheehan for a weekly reality series on the Sundance Channel.
Her letters to President Bush inspired "Peace Mom," a one-woman monologue show in London.
A memoir is due to her publisher April 1.
Near the end of the SF Gate gusher Sheehan asks: "Why are we talking so much about me?"
I'll bet you're smiling.
1 comments:
No, I'm not smiling. There is nothing about a bitch that dishonors her son and his sacrifice while she dances in his blood for fame, that I find amusing.
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