There are few things that make me warmer and fuzzier than this Newsweek story about Michael Schiavo campaigning against the assholes who chose to inject themselves and the federal government into his marriage. Let’s start with a real profile in courage, Marilyn Musgrave:
Last week Michael Schiavo took a seat only 15 feet away from Colorado Rep. Marilyn Musgrave—all the better to taunt her. She had been an outspoken advocate of what Schiavo considered government intrusion in his wife Terri’s right-to-die case last year. When Musgrave’s camp objected to Schiavo’s presence, one of the event hosts tried, unsuccessfully, to have a cop force him to change seats. Though Musgrave wasn’t asked about Terri during the debate, Schiavo had already met his goal—evoking his wife’s case, and the privacy concerns it raised, for the press and the public.
During the height of the Schiavo affair, Musgrave had the following to say from the floor of the house:
“When we talk about a permanent vegetative state, I am offended by that. Terri (Schiavo) smiles and acknowledges the people that love her when they come to see her. She cries when they leave. How heartless are we to call somebody like Terri Schiavo a vegetable? What are we thinking?”
And now, the mere presence of the man she helped to villify scares her.
I love it.