From a college paper editorial, for Ripon College, a young Beloved Leader lover rants against Cindy Sheehan, cause his daddy went to Iraq. The writer, seems to think that America would be better if everyone [Cindy, he's looking at you] just STFU and let our bold Preznit be ... bold. And Compassionate. And Preznitial. Here you go:

Then again, the saddest instance of this nightmare causing pain might be that of Cindy Sheehan herself. There is no doubt that the loss of her son Casey must have been devastating, and even I, a supporter of both the President and War in Iraq, can understand her wanting answers. Now she's not stupid, she knew this was a good PR move-she hoped to bring down pressure on the President to meet with her and knew the media would back that demand through massive coverage if nothing else. But I have to believe she's now in over her head-this is no longer about Cindy Sheehan and it certainly isn't about her son Casey. No, Crawford has become the showcase event for MoveOn.org in its own war against the President; it has become a stage for aging and largely forgotten Vietnam-era protestors to stage some semblance of a comeback. (What, they couldn't find ANY reality show to sign them?) One has to believe that at least a part of Cindy Sheehan wishes she could grieve again in peace or that she could focus on her own, very-ill mother, rather than a grass field and a dirt road two time-zones away.

Oh, young college philosoper you wax so nobly rhapsodic, invoking the unsavory habits of Michael Moore's candor!