On Ash Wednesday of 2004, a few days before Casey left for Iraq, his dad and I went to see The Passion of the Christ. That was our Ash Wednesday penance that year. Casey's dad fell asleep during the scourging scene while I sat in my seat and quietly sobbed. I was especially touched by the character that played Jesus' mom who followed her son along while he was being violently tortured and killed by devious men with an evil agenda. Of course, since I became a mom over 26 years ago, I have identified with Mary as she sobbed at the foot of her sons cross and cradled his lifeless body in her arms.
This woman keeps showing us more and more examples of her deranged state of mind at this point in time. It is in her desire to try to tie herself into a big "right-wing" cultural event to further whore herself and her cause, which she will now be making money hand over fist for shows just how deep this woman's illness is.
She is using her son to make up to 30,000 a speech. She is comparing herself to the virgin mary so she can offend people and draw us all in. The woman has no shame and no soul, I know this because she will get rich off her sons death. Anyone who can use the rightful grief of a mother to become rich will do anything.
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