If there was ever a person who grossly overestimated their own noteriety, it's this gal:

Cindy Sheehan waited this past Saturday for the crowds of supporters to come out to her camp in Texas and have her autograph copies of her book. It was a long wait. They didn't come.

This woman, who jumped the shark weeks ago, still holds on to the hope that she will be the spark that ignites the fire of an anti-war uprising the likes of which this country hasn't seen since the 1970's. In doing so, she has made a fool of herself. She has alienated her family. She has driven away her husband. And all the Left-wing nutjobs that she thought were her friends have squeezed the last bit of anti-Bush propaganda out of her and tossed her into the trashcan like an empty tube of toothpaste.

Now she has nobody, except for two guys with cameras who showed up for the free coffee and donuts.

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