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Dubya's nomination of John Roberts will hopefully satisfy his socially conservative core constituency. The conservative nutbag slogans of "judicial tyranny" and "legislating from the bench" and "we just want an up or down vote" are so tedious to me, it makes my teeth hurt. It's almost as troublesome to hear those phrases as it is hearing the Democrusader carefully articulate the word "i-dee-ahl-loe-gee" over and over and over again.
It's not as bad as when I hear him tell an audience of soldiers and marines that "he supports them and appreciates their sacrifice." God bless America, yadda yadda. Puppetry and lies. Just shut up. Sometimes, when I hear Dubya's voice on TV, I wish he would just go ride his bicycle while eating a pretzel, if you know what I mean.
But, I am more hopeful that everyone gets pissed off. That way, hated Democrats in the Senate -- like Clinton, Kennedy, and Kerry -- will make useless accusations and the confirmation hearing will be turned into a political nightmare theater of witnesses testifying about pubic hairs on beverage cans, as happened with Justice Thomas and witness Anita Hill.
Unfortunately, John Roberts looks like a stereotypical stand-up guy from the 1950's. He looks like he has been been recruited straight out of a movie studio's central casting of some black and white situational comedy (sitcom). Who is going to complain about justice Dick Van Dyke?
Nonetheless, I know that opposition groups like People for the American Way and MoveOn.Org will find some way to bitch about this supreme court nomination from Dubya. I realize that they capitalize on the moment for fund raising, but I actually don't care that they do that. If I cared about people exploiting the moment, I'd first be outraged about the far right-wing nutbags exploiting Terri Shiavo for political purposes, wouldn't I?
Oh, yeah. I was a bit pestered at Tom Delay about the Shiavo thang. What a tool. Well, like I said, hopefully, John Roberts will be confirmed in the Senate without the indignation of pubic hair testimony, or questions about his preference for having his wife wear a creepy pink suit to the White House, or having a son acting up in front of the press in some sick, light blue, Little Lord Fauntleroy outfit. That's just toddler fashion abuse.
Despite John Robert's manly dimpled chin, last night he dressed his family up in pastel colored business suits and they all looked like the pastel houses featured in the bucolic neighborhood from the Tim Burton movie "Edward Scissorhands." It was like a 1970's high school prom nightmare with cheap pastel-colored suits snatched up at the last minute from the Sears and Roebucks mens wear department. That level of Stepford creepiness should be illegal.
But, perhaps Dudley Do-Right doesn't care about fashion -- except whether or not he will be wearing the robe of a Supreme Court judge. Whatever. Moose and Squirrel, Moose and Squirrel, Moose and Squirrel.
Do me a favor. Don't get too distracted and caught up in the minutia that is likely to be dragged out concerning John Roberts. He'll probably become a decent justice, anyway. Don't be distracted by another Bush bag of tricks. Rather, turn the focus of the media back onto Karl Rove, the Downing Street Memo, and getting it right in Iraq so everyone's sons and daughters serving in the military in that sand trap of a country can return home safely and soon.
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