Friday, January 13, 2006

The Warrin' Court

Now we get the activists. The lawyer from Alabama: Warren Court appropriations decisions "decided that the Supreme Court has the power to ensure that voting rights are protected." That's correct. The Supreme Court has ultimate power. In your case, however, I simply will choose not to use it.



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8 comments:

Anonymous said...

... no comments about Chemerinsky's statements this morning? I'm disappointed. He made you look like a slobbering radical with an agenda. What if they listen to him and vote no? What if you don't get your "rubber stamp"?

Anonymous said...

I think Biden hit the nail on the head when he said confirmation hearings are a joke.

SamuelAlito said...

Walter:

Are you the Walter Kurtz who was "his own man" in Vietnam, or the New York photographer (or perhaps photography is your second career?)

The confirmation hearings aren't enough of a joke, or this blog would be funnier.

Anonymous said...

I've seen horrors... horrors that you've seen. But you have no right to call me a murderer. You have a right to kill me. You have a right to do that... but you have no right to judge me. It's impossible for words to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what horror means. Horror. Horror has a face... and you must make a friend of horror. Horror and moral terror are your friends. If they are not then they are enemies to be feared. They are truly enemies. I remember when I was with Special Forces. Seems a thousand centuries ago. We went into a camp to inoculate the children. We left the camp after we had inoculated the children for Polio, and this old man came running after us and he was crying. He couldn't see. We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. The genius. The will to do that. Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. And then I realized they were stronger than we. Because they could stand that these were not monsters. These were men... trained cadres. These men who fought with their hearts, who had families, who had children, who were filled with love... but they had the strength... the strength... to do that. If I had ten divisions of those men our troubles here would be over very quickly. You have to have men who are moral... and at the same time who are able to utilize their primordial instincts to kill without feeling... without passion... without judgment... without judgment. Because it's judgment that defeats us.

Anonymous said...

I happened to find them very ammusing, but I wasn't the one who had to sit there for 12 hours.

SamuelAlito said...
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SamuelAlito said...

Mistah Kurtz he dead.

Harriet said...

Such, uh, Apocalyptic writing....reminds me of the smell of napalm in the morning...