ENOUGH

And we all say, "ENOUGH!"

I don't know what it's going to take any more. This picture is making the Internet rounds and, as always, it's turned into more about this woman with red paint on her hands and whether or not what she did was "rude" "crude" or "lewd." And they're talking AND TWISTING and we're forgetting what the point is.

This picture should speak for itself. I don't think there is much commentary necessary.

The question is, who really is the crude woman in the picture? Perhaps the focus on the one with red on her hands is so far from the truth.

Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain. Let's turn the cameras towards Britney, Anna, thank God there's a fire in California we can focus on that. And the coffins and broken men are still coming home.

We're so shocked at the image of blood, even the thought of blood. But, this war has been sanitized, dry cleaned, and hung up for our approval. Photoshopped images flash on our screens at six and ten. We no longer refer to dead soldiers, but have changed their names to "troops." So many troops died today in Iraq. And no one even questions it anymore.

You have blood on your hands Condi and it isn't washing off. The scream are getting louder. ENOUGH. ENOUGH. ENOUGH. And we can't be silenced this time.

As you weave your web, as you begin aiming your guns at Iran, please know that we're watching.

Not in my name.

ENOUGH. ENOUGH. ENOUGH.