I have endured a lot of smears and hatred since my son Casey was killed in Iraq and especially since I became the so-called "face" of the American anti-war movement. And, especially since I renounced any ties I have remaining with the Democratic Party, I have been further trashed on such "liberal blogs" as the Democratic Underground. Being called an "attention whore" and being told "good riddance" are some of the milder rebukes. I have come to some heartbreaking conclusions this Memorial Day morning. These are not spur-of-the-moment reflections, but things I have been meditating on for about a year now. The conclusions that I have slowly and very reluctantly come to are very heartbreaking to me…This is my resignation letter as the "face" of the American anti-war movement. This is not my "Checkers" moment, because I will never give up trying to help people in the world who are harmed by the empire of the good old U.S. of A, but I am finished working in, or outside of, this system. This system forcefully resists being helped and eats up the people who try to help it. I am getting out before it totally consumes me or anymore people that I love, and the rest of my resources.
Good-bye America … you are not the country that I love. I finally realized no matter how much I sacrifice, I can’t make you be that country unless you want it.
It’s up to you now.
Without comment…


