I kept hoping I'd wake up to find an act of G-d had removed him from the story.
I had hoped that this pathetic excuse for a judge would see reason and decide upon life and liberty for Terri, at the least this little liberal weenie could have ordered her feeding tube reinserted during the deliberations.
I wish I could call the President of the United States of America. The President of the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave. The President who can pardon criminals and turkeys on Thanksgiving Day. The President who can liberate millions in Iraq and Afghanistan. The President who leads the Armed Forces and the National Guard, and the Federal Marshalls. The Presdient who can give her shelter.
I'd love to see him on Marine One and land right in front of Terri's hospice walk into her darkened room and take her by the hand and say "anybody got a problem with my doc givin' Terri substance". A President who leads a nation of Liberators!!!