Blogs for Terri, submitted by Badunkadunk. If you are anything like me you feel very passionately about the Terri Schiavo issue. You are passionately sick of hearing about it. You passionately want her to just fucking die already. You are passionately embarrassed by all of the people pretending a 15 year coma is something you can recover from. You passionately want to feed barbed wire up Tom DeLay's rectum. All of these things are natural things to feel at this point in the debacle.

Thank God the semi-literate Jesus-struck mouth breathers of the blogosphere have turned out by the dozens to start up blogs and blog about Terri and blog about hunger strikes and just generally make me hate the word “blog” even more than I already did. Well, here’s the big fucking queen blog of the kingdom of Terri Schiavo Bloglandia.

Beth writes, Appeal to Governor Bush with gratitude for his respect for life and his previous attempts to save her (Terri's Law). Respectful manners make all the difference!

LErin comments (11:40 am), I just got through to Jebs office but it took a lot of redials. I can tell the staff is overwhelmed. I did get through and pleaded for him to take her into custody.

Governor Bush's email: [email protected]
Phone: 850-488-4441
Fax: 850-487-0801

If you want to do something about this go ahead. Personally, I say don't waste your time. The Republicans finally seem to be in the process of packing it in since it polled so horribly. Most people realize that 18 judges, countless doctors, her husband, past statements she made, and her own goddamn stupid self-inflicted problem weigh a little heavier than some fake-o "Christian Scientist" and a bunch of vitriolic shitfaces like Tom DeLay.

– Zack "Geist Editor" Parsons (@sexyfacts4u)

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