A Tale of Two T-Shirts

Big Lizards reveals that more Sheehananigans took place before and during the President's State of the Union address. Sheehan basically wants to impeach everyone who doesn't have a giant portrait of Karl Marx hanging over their beds, big surprise! Click on that link, read!

A CodePink-friendly Representative, Lynn Woolsey, D-Calif., gave Cindy Sheehan a gallery ticket to the big event. Hat tip to Drudge who links to this article. Apparently Sheehan caused a commotion and refused to keep her coat closed so that she could display a message T-shirt, something not allowed in the gallery. You can bet Sheehan deliberately caused the commotion so she could be escorted out in cuffs and then make herself yet another fifteen minutes of fame while crying about it.

The wife of Republican Representative C.W. Bill Young was also asked to leave for wearing a pro-troops shirt. Rep. Young was upset, but I betcha they don't sue or hold umpteen press conferences about it. Mrs. Young quietly left the gallery, Sheehan had to be dragged out in cuffs. Think someone needs a lesson in couth?

Drudge reminds us that message shirts could be considered a problem back in the Clinton days as well. It isn't a Republican versus Democrat thing. It is a matter of what is considered appropriate in the House of Representatives. There are plenty of restaurants in which you must wear a shirt, coat and tie or face the choice of A) putting on the "house" coat and tie or B) going elsewhere to eat. If you want to sit in the gallery in the House, you had better either A) dress appropriately or B) forget about it and watch on TV instead.

Cindy Sheehan is like a raccoon infestation. If you live near a forested area and raccoons discover how to get into your trash, you have a problem. You have lids on the trash, they figure out how to open them. You fence your trash cans in, they climb the fence. Keep the cans in the garage until trash night and they learn to find the cans out by the road and scatter everything all over. You wind up learning to get up early in the morning just before the trash crew arrives and put your trash out then. Or, you get yourself a big dog that chases the raccoons away so they go bother someone else. Anyone have a dog big enough to chase away the Sheehan?