Posted on 03/09/2014 1:41:36 PM PDT by markomalley
President François Hollande has allowed a French woman to marry her dead fiancé, under a little-known law dating back 55 years.
Pascale Liéard, 48, was given permission for a posthumous marriage to groom Michael, who died two years ago from a heart attack.
Liéard wrote to the president four times before he granted her wedding request. She plans to wear a white top and a black skirt for the occasion.
She said, “There are tears in normal weddings, so I can’t imagine what will happen at ours.”
“It will be like any other wedding ceremony except that there will be a photograph in the place of Michael. Even though he is not here anymore, he is still my man,” she added.
Liéard met Michael seven years ago, before he was imprisoned near their home town of Saint-Omer, northwest France.
They had planned to marry in jail, but Michael died suddenly of a heart attack a month before the planned wedding.
The law that allows posthumous marriages was introduced in 1959 after a dam burst in southern France, killing 420 people.
A pregnant woman was so upset at losing her fiancé in the accident that President Charles de Gaulle allowed them to marry.
Liéard waited 20 months before her request to marry her dead fiancé was accepted, and the police led an inquiry to verify her story.
The law requires proof that the couple had planned to marry before death occurred.
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When we were laughing about necrophilic marriage, I thought it was just a joke.
I guess the joke's on us
((sigh))
Oh, h/t to Fr Z
Gadji beri bimba
gadji beri bimba glandridi laula lonni cadori
gadjama gramma berida bimbala glandri galassassa laulitalomini
gadji beri bin blassa glassala laula lonni cadorsu sassala bim
gadjama tuffm i zimzalla binban gligla wowolimai bin beri ban
o katalominai rhinozerossola hopsamen laulitalomini hoooo
gadjama rhinozerossola hopsamen
bluku terullala blaulala loooo
— a Dada poem, by Hugo Ball. Also adapted as the song “I Zimbra” by Talking heads.
Words have no meaning. Words need no meaning. Nothing is true; everything is permitted. And the 21st century is going to be one wild ride.
Normally I would suspect that she is just trying to lay claim to his assets. But being that he was in jail, he likely didn’t have any.
Then he eats it and says nevermind.
Marrying dead people. We said it would happen!
The lady loves a stiff lover.
So...how does the line “...’til death do us part” fit into this equation? Didn’t death already part the two?
She likes her French Fried.
If he was a Muslim, he may already have 72 virgins as brides, in which case, this woman is committing serious polygamy.
“.’til death do us part” fit into this equation? “
There is no “death” to libtards’. Heck, even when you die, you vote.
WHY ?
“Loving you, was like loving the dead!” - lyrics from the band Type O Negative
“lady likes a stiff lover”.......yes. (however , He’s not stiff in the right way for the honeymoon)
We live in absurd times.
How is the groom going to say, ‘I do.’? Who will arbitrate whether or not the corpse wishes to marry?
Soounds like something the Mormons could solve; you know, proxy baptism of the dead, sealing marriages for time & eternity, wife resurrects only when hubby calls her forth, etc.
Why couldn’t she just marry a living stand-in? No, wait....
Would this change the answer in Mark 12:22 - 25, ? ( s. a Matthew )
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