Tuesday, October 04, 2005

and i thought roberts was bad...

where do i even begin? i mean, really, i'd like to know how a pit bull wearing size 6 manolos is going to do me any good when some pompous businessman challenges the endangered species act because he wants to build some ugly-ass shopping mall over protected habitat.

and let's not even go into the sexist nature of the statement about the shoe size and aggressiveness - i can't put my finger precisely on what bothers me about it, but sufficive to say, this would never, EVER be said about a man. "that roberts, he's a shark with the face of a ken doll." honestly, what the hell does her shoe size have to do with anything? because it makes her a woman; obviously, those women, we just LOOOOOVVVEEE shoes. but we can be smart, too! didn't anyone see legally blonde? it's soo hot when a lady has intellec, beauty, and wears shoes, so unexpected.

i heard on the news commentary that this pick was "vintage bush" for all kinds of policy reasons. and i had to chuckle. it's vintage bush alright - not qualified for the job, close personal friends, somebody who isn't gonna try to undermine his foolishness (more on this in a second) - michael brown anybody? he was a real good pick - horses and disaster relief are practically the same thing. and how about a whole host of other appointments W has made for his little friends.

i read somewhere that miers once called W the most intelligent person she'd ever met. he must've share a little of his stash with her that day.

back when rehnquist died a friend of mine wrote a faux letter to the president nominating us as justices - citing our cleverness, bitchiness, and various other personal qualities completely irrelevant to being a justice, but completely hilarious in the email. this same friend said to me today: "well, we've basically got the qualifications that she has, and i don't know about you, but i've been judging people my whole life. i'm pretty damn good at it now."

apparently rehnquist had never been a judge before either - but he was the united states attorney general - serving the public - and had been to schools like stanford and harvard. i may not like the man, but you know, i feel pretty sure on legal matters he was probably smarter than me. miers, on the other had, has been chairman of the Texas Lottery Commission, president of some law firms, and White House Counsel - so i guess she's real good at arguing for what W wants. and she went to southern methodist university for her law degree. let's just be honest - harvard and stanford it ain't.

what irritates me the most is probably this is some strategic manuever and not a nomination on who is best qualified for the job. she can't be affirmed because she just doesn't have the resume; on the other hand if she's rejected he'll just nominate some fascist federalist society member and we're all screwed because then we can reject another one...

obviously, this sucks. although some reports indicate democrats aren't that upset while republicans are pissed, so i can take some solace in that at least.

also, it seems ms. miers herself has begun a blog: http://harrietmiers.blogspot.com/ hilarious.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I don't really know much about her political affiliations, but her eyeliner is a nightmare. Thought you might appreciate this political cartoon that was in the Wilmington Star this morning...

http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&u=/uclickcomics/cx_po_uc/latest

Niki said...

eyeliner is definitely terrible and i feel like her hair could use a good deep conditioning. but that's just me.

Anonymous said...

Does she remind anyone else of Katherine Harris? Personally, I agree that head of the Texas lottery commission is ample experience necessary for a lifetime appointment as a judge.

Anonymous said...

"And in deciding this case, I'd like to say the plantiff, with number 50-23-22-17-8, is not a winner. Please take your scratch-offs and leave the courtroom. Case dismissed."

Anonymous said...

For a (politically motivated) chuckle:

Donald Rumsfeld is giving the president his daily briefing.

He concludes by saying: "Mr. President, 3 Brazilian soldiers were killed yesterday."

"OH NO!" the President exclaims. "That's terrible!"

His staff sits stunned at this display of emotion, nervously watching as the President sits, head in hands.

Finally, the President looks up and asks, "How many is a brazillion?"