for her mother’s depression. That may not be far from the truth considering the company she keeps there with the Kos fiends.

I guess the passage of ObamaCare and it’s death panels couldn’t come soon enough for this lost soul. Sheesh!

I dont want to over-comment on the poor, lost, soul who actually penned the death-praising piece. BUT – the mentality of those at Kos, who cheered on Tony Snow’s fatal bout with cancer, have wished death upon Dick Cheney (and his daughter), and have continuously accused our troops of killing innocents in the middle of the night cold-blood, continues to get worse and worse and worse. They now openly support euthanasia, wish for health care reform that incorporates death panels, and values the life of no one over capable, healthy, adults (read: death to babies and old people), They truly have no values at all. They are soul-less, and I will pray for them, for that one day they may see the light and be saved.

Keep in mind – this diary made the Kos rec list.

Like coating the turd of euthanasia with an artificial sweetener called compassion, they think a cutesy spelling of “Kos” will sweeten the foul taste of the turd they are feeding each other.

My guess is the “grieving child” is now anticipating receipt of her dearly departed mom’s benefits.

Some yutz actually wrote this piece of crap:

“We’re all just waiting, waiting, waiting. We can’t make any plans for our own future, or for her services. My mother has already missed a full week of work, and if her mother doesn’t pass away soon, she’ll have used up all of her vacation time for the year.

Ironically, the yut’s name is “my pet rock”…

From the Encyclopedia of POP Culture, by Jane and Michael Stern. Harper Perennial Press 1992.

“PET ROCKS
Gary Dahl, as California advertising man, was having drinks with his buddies one night in April 1975 when the conversation turned to pets. As a lark, Mr. Dahl informed his friends that he considered dogs, cats, birds, and fish all a pain in the neck. They made a mess; they misbehaved; they cost too much money. He, on the other hand, had a pet rock, and it was an ideal pet – easy and cheap, and it had a great personality.”

The blog posted by “my pet rock” seems eerily similar… “Mom made a mess, misbehaved, cost too much money and wasted too much vacation time.But now that she’s dead she’s… “easy and cheap” with a “great (non-depressing) personality” that doesn’t cramp my style anymore.

LORD these people are frightening.