The Final Nail in Santorum's Political Coffin
In a display of remarkable journalistic fortitude, the beauteous and bright Shannon Bream managed to make it through an interview with Karen Santorum without, to use her husband's recently used expression, throwing up.
Is it possible that there are any voters out there who really want a president who takes his orders from God while kneeling around the kitchen table, recently cleared of pancakes of his (not His) own creation? Do we want a First Lady whose first priority is to siphon off dwindling national resources to the service of, not the accomplished and promising, but rather the disabled and hopeless?
Romney at least takes his Mormonism with a big block of salt and I can't recall his heroic wife, Ann, ever suggest that her home life is anything like the sloppy, slobbering mess that Karen Santorum portrays.
Fortunately, it looks like the Santorum clan will quickly return to praying and pancakes. Thank God!