another santorum family christmas postcard in the making.

[scottopic]

Since folks have been posting the pic prominently featuring the crying Santorum tot, here's one with a different angle:

Note the subversive kid acting out to the left! That's right, fuck you, too, America!
He'll be listening to Metal (or whatever passes for satanic music these days) by next month!
Crashing the family car!

Note the Ring-Curse-like effect on Rick's face!

(This is hotlinked from Wonkette, so if it turns into donkey porn, please let me know.

But seriously, none of these people are poor. You're not going to get your car windows smeared by Rick Santorum with a busket.

Funny thought, though, eh?

Comments

Re: It's not like it's his only outdated custom...

[scottopic.livejournal.com]

Dude....cuddling.

Re: It's not like it's his only outdated custom...

[iconnu.livejournal.com]

You didn't cradle Persephone when she died?

The society we live in, when it comes to death (like when it comes to so many other things), lives in this sterile and remote place. And, being the Americans humans? Americans we are, we are quick to forget that our way is not the only way.

Re: It's not like it's his only outdated custom...

[scottopic.livejournal.com]

Persephone is quite alive.

Re: It's not like it's his only outdated custom...

[iconnu.livejournal.com]

Egads. Sorry. :-/

I mean, good, but sorry. I'm not sure why I remembered her as having passed on.

I'll talk about my own experience, then. When Cassandra was dying and had to be put down, I held her while she died and held her bundle and cried for a couple hours before freezing her (until we could decide what to do with the body).

When Lazarus died, if the systemic infection that had marked the last week or so of his life hadn't so ruined his pelt, I had considered having his pelt tanned and stitched into a pouch to hold the rest of his ashes. I didn't hold him while he died or bring him home before cremation, because he had heart failure while at the vet on the former and he had so much infection in his skin that they wanted him to go directly to the crematory. Still, when I picked up his ashes, I think I spent an hour or so in the car with the urn crying hard enough that I was unable to drive.

And those were cats. Pets. I can't imagine losing a child, and regardless of what your or my personal beliefs may be, that's what this couple considered the fetus and had considered it since they were first aware of their conception. All things considered, it doesn't seem all that incomprehensible to me. A bit of a stretch, sure, but then, so are capri pants.