An Hispanic Gold Star woman took a letter for Laura Bush signed by many of them, as far as she could make it, and left a letter with some flowers in the street because no one would take it. The government goon told her to "pick it up." The woman replied: "You pick it up. We pick up the bodies of our sons, fathers, brothers, sisters, nephews, and nieces after they die. The least you can do is pick up a letter."
The LA Times today has a great editorial noting that while Bush can meet with his moneyed donors, Cindy has paid for her access in blood, yet he won't meet with her.
Update
More from Crawford:
The Pro-Bush and Anti-war demonstrators are all coming to Crawford. The people of Crawford, with two notable exceptions, are staying out of it.
The people of Crawford are not at all like the yahoos firing the gun into the air shooting "doves" or the chain and pipe [knuckle] dragger who knocked down the crosses and flags symbolizing the dead who really could have hurt somebody in the dark.
The people of Crawford who had the chance made a point of talking to those who were leaving the vigil, noticing buttons and bumperstickers, and they generally seemed supportive of the anti-war movement, or at least didn't like the President.
A convenience store operator, commented favorably on a button I picked up in Michigan two years ago and gave to my wife saying "Dissent is Patriotic." He wanted to talk about it. "Bush is a poser," he said. "He's not from around here. He wears cowboy boots to look the part, but he's not. Once his Presidency is over, he'll go back to where the money is." She gave him her "When Clinton lied, nobody died" button.
(Remember, he only bought that ranch in 2000. As they say in Texas, "Big hat, no cows.")
Another lady in the same store said "Don't worry about his neighbors, honey. They're just a bunch of inbreds. The rest of us here are not like that."
Thank you Crawford for your hospitality.
Body count: US, 1863; total coalition forces, 2057