I could not let the Bush-Cheney signs go uncountered. So far, the neighborhood reaction (eight people out of twelve hundred) is positive. My beloved is happy that I kept the message simple. He was afraid I might get carried away, such as I did at my first Bush protest. Let's just say that displaying photos of Depleted Uranium victims and the sodomized Taliban soldier on a protest sign is far more graphic than what the Operation Rescue folks ever produced, as several people, including a police officer (who hates Bush) informed me.
Actually, you can see some of the photos I took here. Scroll down to the bottom for the Phoenix photos. You can see both sides of my sign on the right of the first row.
I'm wondering how long I can go without someone vandalizing the signs in my yard. I don't care if they do - I'll put new ones up every day.
I have to say it feels so good to raise my voice. I don't care if people disagree with nme, but don't ask me to pay for the military adventure. It's not my war. We are not sending kids to die for my freedom, or the Iraqi people. I am not free unless I have the freedom to defend myself. I do not subjugate myself to the nanny state. Iraq and the typically ill-named "Operation Iraqi Freedom" is about oil and making a bunch of defense contractors richer than any other group of individuals on the planet.
How ironic that it against the law to have sex for money, and yet it's okay to profit from weapoons designed to annihilate all life from the planet. It's against the law to smoke a joint, but it's okay for the government to train men and women to kill and torture. Does anyone dare call this freedom?
But they will call you a freak for not wanting to kill or destroy things.
