ON FAMILY SEPARATION
R. A. Schultz
Just for the sake of argument, let’s say I’ve got three kids, all boys, ages 7, 8, and 9. Their mother and I decided we don’t want to work and that we’re going to do house burglaries to make ends meet and we’re going to take the kids with us. It’s Monday morning and all the Deplorable crackers have gone to work. We approach our first house of the day and break in without further incident. We find all sorts of cool stuff and fill a couple of pillow cases with our loot.
As the five of us are leaving the house, a pair of police officers in a patrol car spot us and stop us before we can get to our car. Their brief on-scene inquiry results in our arrest. The wife and I are handcuffed and put in the back of the patrol car. We’re charged with burglary, grand larceny, and three counts each of endangering the morals of a minor. A police juvenile unit responds to the scene and takes the kids into custody pending turning them over to child protective services. The wife and I head for jail.
OH, MY G-D! THEY’VE SEPARATED US FROM OUR CHILDREN!
And it’s all Trump’s fault!
Get the picture?
