Please study these photographs very carefully. In the first one, Jacqueline Kennedy watches in horror as her husband's brains are blown out; she is sitting less than 2 feet away. Note the blood and brain matter splattered on her face and clothing.
In this second photo, Mrs. Kennedy, still wearing her blood- and brain-spattered suit, bears witness at the swearing in of Lyndon Johnson as her husband's successor.
Did you notice you what was missing, Mrs. Alito?
That's right, Mrs. Alito. Mrs. Kennedy was not crying.
So suck it up, dear Martha. A bunch of self-important windbags asking your dear Sammy tough questions over and over as part of the job interview for a lifetime appointment is not exactly the most emotionally wrenching experience a politico's wife has ever experienced.
Oh, and you might want to ask Nancy Reagan and Sarah Brady about it, too.
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