Some of our favorite military/USA haters, Code Pink, had a wee bit of a problem as they tried to stage their biweekly protest at Balboa Naval Hospital. The Indepundit has the full story, as well as some pictures. (hat tip to TMH’s Bacon Bit’s, who has a really scary Code Pink picture, perfect for the spooky month of Rocktober. I am entirely too scared to listen to Sabbath Bloody Sabbath, which I finally got around to buying on CD.
North Carolina’s Code Pink Wacko are heavy hitters. All 39 members (snicker.) You can find them at, oh, wait, you have to email someone dressed in gawdawful pink to find out the address (double snicker.) What do the local Raleigh wacko’s want to do (sorry about the color, I copied it straight)?
1. Getting the press to pick up and pursue the REAL roots of Mother’s Day, started by Julia Howe in protest to the horrors of the Civil War. Howe’s proclamation begs that in the name of all mothers war is denounced. No mother raises and loves her child to be killed and mutilated over political disputes and arrogance.
2. Getting information out to draft-age youth (18-35) about how to become a conscientious objector. Some may not be interested, and even fewer would qualify, but a number of members have teen sons and feel it is the right of these teens to know their options as they are already recruited by the military in school. Note: New draft will likely include men and women equally.
3. Garnering support of Democratic NC Congressmen for Rep. Lynn Woolsey’s resolution for withdrawal.
Number 2 is so disengenuous, it is hard to believe. Of course, the only ones talking about a draft are liberals. There is a word for a conscientious objector. It begins with p and ends in y. And, hey! guess who looks really bad in pink (also, who looks like she should lay off the bon bon’s)?
Yup, Arianna Huffington. She looks a bit stoned, eh?
I think the draft talk is meant to cause fear and turn people against the war. It’s drummed up.
I happened upon your blog. I am glad I did.
There’s one of those Code Pinko dingbats at my workplace. Typical, almost classic, unreconstructed (and noticeably unwashed) hippie, complete with bumper-stickered car and unusual cubicle paraphrenalia. I really ought to bring a camera to work one of these days.
Jamie Dawn, I gotta believe that you are right about the draft talk. Dems are the party of fear.
Russ, how did you luck out like that? Does she know what you do on the ‘net, BforB? Could be an interesting meldown if you told her 🙂