When we saw the specialist, we found out that I was carrying identical twins and a stand alone. My doctors thought the stand alone was three days older. There was something psychologically comforting about that, since I wanted to have just one. Before the procedure, I was focused on relaxing. But Peter was staring at the sonogram screen thinking: Oh, my gosh, there are three heartbeats. I can't believe we're about to make two disappear. The doctor came in, and then Peter was asked to leave. I said, ''Can Peter stay?'' The doctor said no. I know Peter was offended by that.I suppose that you're going to tell me with a straight face that this child will never find out? And of course, someone stupid enough to be involved in this is part of the bigger picture...
Tammy Bruce has a phrase for this: "malignant narcisism". I'll be thinking for days to come up with a better example. Sad to say that Stalin and Hitler are the only leads I have right now -- a sad reminder of the projection actually involved by the leftists' incessant cries of BusHitler...