The Company You Keep
Michelle Malkin reminds us that only the Imperial President gets to invite guests to
his party the State of the Union:
Woolsey should be ashamed of sponsoring Sheehan’s attempt to turn a historic, ceremonial event in American history into a cheap moonbat spectacle.
We’ll leave aside why last nights SOTU was “historic” and just remind everyone about the guy that Bush invited in 2004; the man who launched two thousand American deaths. If it weren’t for him, Cindy Sheehan wouldn’t have had a shirt to wear.
And Casey Sheehan would still be alive.
Not that Michelle Malkin gives a fuck.