That's what Dick Cheney, whose daughter is a lesbian, replied when he was informed that 2/3 of Americans who answered the phone and didn't immediately hang up when they heard "CBS News!" believe the war isn't worth fighting.
I was so furious when I heard about Cheney's flippant defiance of the Will of the People that I nearly fell off the Stop The War float at yesterday's Alternative Lifestyles Easter Parade.
Oh, I wish you could have seen it! We built this gigantic pink coffin on wheels and covered it with glow-in-the-dark prophylactics as a solemn reminder of all those who have lost their lives since Bush led us to war on a lie. A couple guys in Shrub and Rummy masks pulled the float behind them while Haliburton execs showered them with blood money. I assumed the Abu Ghraib Torture Pose on the "bow of the ship", so to speak, completely naked save for a pair of yellow ostrich plumes wedged between my ass cheeks to symbolize the horrifying destruction Bush's war has wrought on our economy.
As we rolled down Fifth Avenue, several of my midget students wearing rainbow fright wigs would waddle out and toss IUD's under the wheels. It's amazing that one of those tiny, little things a women puts in her uterus can actually blow apart a huge tank, but over 2500 Gay/Lesbian/Transgendered troops have been killed in such blasts since Bush began his illegal and immoral war for oil. The other 1500 died from back-alley abortions.
4000! It's what I still like to call a "Grim Milestone"; an opportunity for progressives to show we care about the troops when their death toll reaches a nice, round number that's easy to screech and looks good as a headline next to pictures of us marching through town in our Che Guevara t-shirts and rainbow fright wigs. Perhaps if Dick "So What?" Cheney came out to one of our peace rallies, he'd learn to take the war as seriously as we do.