This time it's a Federal judge who is ruling that Terri Schiavo should not have her feeding tube reinserted.
Guess he'll have to go soon.
Meanwhile, the only prayers flying up to God from our compassionate legislators are that Mrs. Schiavo doesn't die until Friday. That would be the ultimate "talking point."
Now that would be political capital for the Capitol.
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