Fireworks, Sparklers, The Supreme Court

Highly unsavory domestic political scenes accrue.

The Supreme Court reeks of lifetime appointments; the originalists gather under a big tent so far away from the real world as humanely possible to otherwise attend to the brilliant preachments of Justice’s Samuel Alioto, Clarence Thomas, Neil Gorsuch, Amy Coney Barrett, and Brett Kavanaugh; meantime, the New York Times has handed a garland of posies to Chief Justice John Roberts, an otherwise undistinguished mediocrity, for his adroit steerage of the highest court of the land through the troubled waters of our sacred U.S. Constitution, as deemed by a NYT reporter named Adam Liptak; also in the dim background a punk Floridian governor with his bagful of cheap tricks banishes migrants to Cape Cod, Mass. and as far west as Sacramento, Ca…

Is the nation a Tweet away from extinction?

Well I think I can come in and save the day. Mighty Mouse has, as has Superman, and it’s no laughing matter. We must all take this seriously! And if I can’t, Jill Lepore can (see Lepore’s op-ed in the NYT, (7-2-23, p. 7 below the fold, ‘How to Stave Off a Constitutional Extinction.’

I feel better now, having read Jill Lepore’s piece and have written my little thing; that something good of all this will come. Yet it seems like a grim country, when considered in its totality from sea to sea, that we can only manage some fireworks and sparklers on the Fourth of July—the same fireworks over and over and over in the skies…