I didn't hear the speech. We were watching the show during dinner; suddenly I put my fork down, appetite lost. The cheering, the whooping and whistling, the hooting and hollering....this is a memorial service? My husband lost it when Napolitano took the podium among the adoring throng. "What are they cheering this f****** c*** for?" I switched it to whatever I could find on the DVR, American Dad I guess.
What was the Native American jazz about? I don't believe one of the victims was NA, otherwise I could see it.
I imagined Christina sitting in the hand of God watching this spectacle, turning to look at Him and saying "Really?"