That Settles It. Antonin Scalia Is Living Proof That You Don’t Have To Have a Big Prick To Be One
Sorry, Momma, but I strained and strained to find another way to say this but it just wasn’t there.
In Scalia’s dissenting opinion, he doesn’t slam marriage equality but choses instead to be a prissy little snot about Justice Kennedy’s opinion. His attack on Kennedy personally was beneath the dignity of the court and shows how this little man has deteriorated into some manner of totally smug insanity.
Get this —
“The opinion is couched in a style that is as pretentious as its content is egotistic,” he writes. “If, even as the price to be paid for a fifth vote, I ever joined an opinion for the Court that began: ‘The Constitution promises liberty to all within its reach, a liberty that includes certain specific rights that allow persons, within a lawful realm, to define and express their identity,’ I would hide my head in a bag. The Supreme Court of the United States has descended from the disciplined legal reasoning of John Marshall and Joseph Story to the mystical aphorisms of the fortune cookie.”
I am certain that Justice Kennedy is not offended by crap like that but it’s just embarrassing.
And then he seems to forget the court overturning the will of the people in Bush v. Gore.
“And to allow the policy question of same-sex marriage to be considered and resolved by a select, patrician, highly unrepresentative panel of nine is to violate a principle even more fundamental than no taxation without representation: no social transformation without representation,” he writes. “But what really astounds is the hubris reflected in today’s judicial Putsch.”
Ya think Justices Sotomayor, Kagan, and Ginsburg are having coffee this morning and giggling their butts off at this old fool? I know I am.