Representative Robert Wexler is an infected pustule on the body of American politics. His nauseating defense of Bill Clinton during that pond scum’s impeachment hearings in Congress were legendary for the fawning, grotesque and slavish way in which he excused the President’s perjury while skewering Republicans for being hypocrites.

Now this mountebank has decided that, even though it’s a dead certainty that the bill to change the venue of Terri’s legal case from state to federal courts will be passed, Wexler feels it necessary to make Terri Schiavo suffer more hours of the agony of thirst to both prove how “compassionate” he is and to score some points against Republicans.

Evidently, Mr. Wexler’s compassion only includes those who can do him any good politically. If you’re a cognitively disabled woman unable to speak up for yourself, well that’s just to bad. Here’s this abomination of a human being’s rationale for objecting to the House unaminous consent request to pass the Terri bill by voice vote, thus making republicans bring a majority of 218 Congressmen back from their homes on Palm Sunday to vote tonight at 12:01 A.M. Monday:

“Florida courts for seven years have found by a standard of clear and convincing evidence, that it is Terri Schiavo’s wishes that she not remain in a permanent vegetative state,” said Rep. Robert Wexler, a Florida Democrat.

“It is not the place of Congress in the 11th hour in the most abusive fashion to undermine the Florida judicial system.”

There were evidently a couple of other compassion Nazis who felt it necessary to horn in on the publicity generated by the Terri case. Another Florida member of Congress Rep. Debbie Wasserman Schultz was also objecting.

Think about this. Nothing Wexler and the other compassion Nazis could have possibly done will defeat this measure. It’s in the bag. It’s a slam dunk. By objecting, they have condemned someone who is already suffering the pangs of thirst, going more than 48 hours without a drop of water, to more excrutiating hours of agony.

Even if they believe she is in “a persistent vegetative state,” don’t they realize that she can feel pain? This quote from Shakespear is apt:

“If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?”

Terri’s mother tickles her daughter constantly. Laughter by Terri is one sure sign that there is a living, breathing human being trapped by a mind that’s damaged but capable of some kind of rehabilitation. The fact that her husband has refused that rehabilitation for 12 years is indicitive that he never wanted Terri to get better in the first place.

Terri lies in a windowless room, her tongue swollen, her lips parched, and the more primitive area of her brain, the limbic system, which is unaffected by her injury, is screaming at her to drink water. Her regular sleep cycle (another sign, some neurologists say, of Terri not being a vegetable) has been interrupted.

And Mr. Wexler has the gall to prolong this for no other reason than to appear a hero to the cult of death crowd and the other compassion Nazis?

May he rot in hell.