I don't say this lightly but,
I agree.
I just poured over her blog,
http://anarchistsoccermom.blogspot.com and then held my breath and took a dive into her twitter account
http://twitter.com/anarchistmom and WOW!
For someone with four kids, one of which is "special needs",
she has time for two hour yoga classes, complains about having to "
actually talk to co-workers" because email is down, then on November 2nd she posts "
Kids out of school means my tax dollars are not at work, and neither am I". WTF?
Even worse her blog is, pause a moment, all about her. Her being the daughter of a marine. Her being a college ethics teacher, her dealing with an older teen son, and most recently, her being "Adam Lanzas mother".
She has very serious issues.
Why do I say that?
Look at her first post on her mommy blog when she started it in 2008:
The D Word
Who wants to start a blog with the D-word? But here I am. The topic of my first sermon is DIVORCE.
The story goes a little something like this. Last year I woke up and found myself living in a McMansion in one of those well appointed "lifestyle communities" replete with waterfalls and acres of precisely trimmed Kentucky bluegrass and 2.7 luxury SUVs per capita.
And I realized that my daydreams all involved a)my own death; or b)federal prison.
I had four beautiful children. A fluffy college degree in Classics (omnia Gallia in tres partes divisa est, etc.). My husband was a handsome, successful attorney. I taught Sunday School. I served on a local school board. I was, in short, a soccer mom.
So I did what any reasonably bright person would do under the circumstances. I went stark raving mad.
Insanity is great fun. I highly recommend it. Unfortunately, dealing with the fallout from the nuclear blast that was my attempt to regain consciousness has proven somewhat more difficult than I expected. Especially for my kids.
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