Bloody damn butchering Nazi pig

I cast you out! Unclean spirit! Leave, leave now! The Power of John Kennedy compels you!

As Newt Gingrich continues one of the most successful book tours ever, let’s take a moment to examine yet another Republican 1 whack-job running for his party’s nomination.

Last Friday Rick Santorum did an interview with Piers Morgan. 2 At one point Morgan asked Santorum how he would counsel a raped and pregnant daughter. Ol’ Rickey’s response:

I would do what every father must do: Counsel your daughter to do the right thing. You can make the argument that if she doesn’t have this baby, if she kills her child, that too could ruin her life.

“This is not an easy choice. I understand that. As horrible as the way that son or daughter was created, it still is her child.

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Whew; that’s one empathetic bastard right there. But it’s to be expected; Rick’s had experience with this before, with his wife. His wife who had an abortion.

Karen Santorum was given Pitocin to induce labour so that the fatal infection she had would not kill her. And it was the right thing to do, no doubt about it. However a medically-assisted labour at 20 weeks 3 is an abortion. No doubt about it. 4

So…according to this presidential-wannabe, his wife is spared the agony of death by sepsis but his child must raise a rape-begotten bastard.

I’m sure he would even insist his daughter use the fine folk at UHC for her pre-natal care…

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Show 4 footnotes

  1. In name only.
  2. Said fact begs an unholy number of questions: Piers Morgan? The Piers Morgan of Murdoch’s News of the World and Daily Mirror sleazery (investigated for stock insider trading), that Piers Morgan? WTF is he doing in America? Do we just hand out visas to every Tom, Dick and Piers who think they’re famous? And who the fuck gave Piers a show when he’s (hopefully) soon off to prison for his (presumptive) involvement with the Murdoch phone hacking scandals? I mean, WTF?!?!?!
  3. A full term pregnancy would be anything past 37 weeks.
  4. And here we’ll just pretend the whole bring-the-aborted-fetus-home-kiss-and-cuddle-it-and-take-pictures-with-your-toddlers thing simply never happened, okay?

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