Judge not lest ye be Judged? Ha! Here come tha Judge! Here come tha Judge!

Boy the Peacocks were struttin' their stuff in the Senate Cambers today, technicolor plumage at full staff. An entire day essentially wasted - the nominee not asked a single question - in other words, a normal first day of the Supreme Court Confirmation Hearing.

Filled to the brim with rich, delicious exhibitionism from Senator Foghorn, Senator Leghorn, the Gentleman from the Great Expanding State of Gasbag Blowhard, and the Lady from the Show-off State of Ego Unbounded. And this with Joe Biden safely tucked away now in the Executive Branch. We miss you in the Legislative Branch, Joe, but I only have so much space on my DVR hard drive and have to work during the day. (I say this with all love for our VP - I voted for him and love his unchecked honesty, if not his unchecked verbosity.)

Lindsey Graham, whose opinions I usually agree with about as frequently as I did with George Bush (which is to say, 'never'), actually got it about right today:
'... this is mostly about liberal and conservative politics more than it is about anything else'

Despite all that, I think today was the highlight. I think these things are more enjoyable when it's a Republican nominee in the hot seat: the Dems are much more entertainingly comical than their GOP counterparts when they're being indignant.

The Elephants are usually only more amusing off-duty when they're toe-tapping in mid-western airport men's rooms or hiking the Appalachian trail with Evita ('Don't Cry for me South Carolina'). There are always exceptions, but usually that happens when the off-duty buffoonery can't contain itself there (The Queen of Hip waders, for instance). In general, though, the Right are pretty consistently dull in their idiocy.


I'm a bleeding heart commie pinko liberal but even from my vantage point teetering as I am out on the left wing, I can see that the super villains are never nearly as buffoonish as the good guys are. The Joker, who is a clown for crying out loud, is the least comical character in the 'Dark Knight'. Remember: Obama's cool and relatively gaff-free maneuvering is an aberration and generally not the rule.

Ladies and Gentleman, Diana Ross and the ...

Oh, boy, here we come! Time to make room on the DVR hard drive and schedule up the CSPAN because tomorrow starts Supreme Court Confirmation Hearing time in our nation's capital! I for one am fascinated by the process. Kind of for me like the Olympics is for normal folks. Call me sick but you can keep your 'Lost's and '24's and whatnot - give me the cast of characters that make up the Senate Judiciary Committee and the twists and turns of the plot (er, proceedings) as their egos and agendas clash with the professional life of the wise Latina jurist extraordinaire Sonia Sotomayor. Oh and they'll likely drag in her personal life as well for a good soaking. But let's be clear: it's not about her. It's about them.

I was working as a consultant in late 2005/early 2006 and between gigs the last two times the circus rolled into town with the Roberts and Alito confirmations, so I got to watch them both 'live'. I was rooting against them and will be rooting for Sotomayor, but that doesn't matter because the entertainment factor is the same and so in general is the outcome: ya gotta be a pretty extreme wack-job to not get confirmed at this point in the process. The handlers have already ensured you are a citizen, have no illegal help working for you or any unpaid taxes, the obvious stuff.

You're generally pretty assured of confirmation at this point, short of demonstrated habitual bestiality ('hiking the Appalachian Trail' with farm animals on more than one occasion, for instance), or proof of current status as a grand wizard in the KKK (the past is the past and being a mere 'member' can be forgiven, though there might be hard questions as to why you never got promoted to wizard). Christ, look at Clarence Thomas with his porn addiction and ass-pitching compulsion and Scalia, who's so far to the right that he probably struggles mightily to control himself from goose stepping and 'sig heil'ing in public (though he probably does both under the robe).

So it's the preening and prancing and dancing of the Senators that provides the kicks and I'll be enjoying every last minute of the experience. Let the games begin!