Thursday, July 28, 2005
Activist judges! - IOKIYAR
Surely, all of you reading here, have become all to familiar with the common vocalizations of the Clucking Right-Wing Harien Cuckoo. The repetetive cacaphony of shrill high pitched shrieks and alarmist cacklings that warn us each morning, for instance, when we open a newspaper or turn on a car radio or arouse from electronic slumber the babbling boob-toob, that some variety of liberal predatory judicial horror is soaring high overhead waiting to pounce. You know what I mean. aaaaack aaaack ack teee viss judgiss! aaaack aaack ack teee viss judgiss!
Sound familiar? Sure it does. You've all been subjected to that panicky ongoing racket (and similar noises) for years and years or you wouldn't be here now reading this. aaaaack aaaack ack teee viss judgiss! aaaack aaack ack teee viss judgiss!.
And of course, as years of careful study have revealed, most of this clamour and roil is actually a deceptive ruse, a noisy distraction, a feathery cloak of sorts, for the Clucking Right-Wing Harien Cuckoo's own calculated nest robbing exploits. Which of course it carries out in the arboreous shadows, or, frequently, under the cover of an approaching apocalyptic shit-rain of fabulous designs. Or whatever. Or whenever and however and wherever it can get away with it. aaaaack aaaaack...!
So I was recently excited to discover that one particular specimen of the genus hypocrisis krinein cuculus americanus had come careening, seemingly out of nowhere, at breakneck speed, and plowed headlong into my own humble garden variety bay window. Where the stunned fever bit bugger dropped like a wet divot right there on the ground at my feet. I picked up a stick and poked at it to see if it was still alive and if it was indeed what I suspected it was. And sure nuff the hellbound avian critter rolled right over and looked up at me with its little bead-shot eyes, opened its crooked beak, and identified itself in its own familiar squawk: aaaack tee viss judgiss!, aaaaack teeee viss judgiss!
Anyone know a good taxidermist? One that's willing to skin em alive?
Driving that train, high on disdain (July 2, 2000):
"Damage control central". Fielding for the Gipper and covering all the bases (Sept 4, 1984):
Damage control alert: watch for more Clucking Right-Wing Harien Cuckoos to come seemingly out of nowhere, at breakneck speed, and careen headlong into our national picture window...
Aaaaaaack tee viss judgiss! Aaaaaack tee viss judgiss!
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Sound familiar? Sure it does. You've all been subjected to that panicky ongoing racket (and similar noises) for years and years or you wouldn't be here now reading this. aaaaack aaaack ack teee viss judgiss! aaaack aaack ack teee viss judgiss!.
And of course, as years of careful study have revealed, most of this clamour and roil is actually a deceptive ruse, a noisy distraction, a feathery cloak of sorts, for the Clucking Right-Wing Harien Cuckoo's own calculated nest robbing exploits. Which of course it carries out in the arboreous shadows, or, frequently, under the cover of an approaching apocalyptic shit-rain of fabulous designs. Or whatever. Or whenever and however and wherever it can get away with it. aaaaack aaaaack...!
So I was recently excited to discover that one particular specimen of the genus hypocrisis krinein cuculus americanus had come careening, seemingly out of nowhere, at breakneck speed, and plowed headlong into my own humble garden variety bay window. Where the stunned fever bit bugger dropped like a wet divot right there on the ground at my feet. I picked up a stick and poked at it to see if it was still alive and if it was indeed what I suspected it was. And sure nuff the hellbound avian critter rolled right over and looked up at me with its little bead-shot eyes, opened its crooked beak, and identified itself in its own familiar squawk: aaaack tee viss judgiss!, aaaaack teeee viss judgiss!
Anyone know a good taxidermist? One that's willing to skin em alive?
Driving that train, high on disdain (July 2, 2000):
WASHINGTON _ The conservative drive to remake the Supreme Court hit a few speed bumps this term.
Long dedicated to reversing "activist" rulings of the 1960s and '70s, conservatives fell short of rolling back three frequently targeted court precedents: Opposition to prayer in school, Miranda restrictions on police questioning and abortion rights.
"Taking this term as a whole, the most important thing it did was make a compelling case that we do not have a very conservative Supreme Court," said John G. Roberts Jr., an attorney who worked toward that goal in the Reagan and Bush administrations. "Take the three biggest headline cases_ Miranda, school prayer, abortion. The conservative view lost in each of them."
But Roberts and others noted that conservatives also celebrated a fair share of victories. While rejecting student-led prayer at high school football games, the court upheld some federal aid to parochial schools. It refused to overturn the long-disputed Miranda ruling but gave police officers the right to chase and detain people who attempt to flee. ~ [FROM: Conservative drive to remake Supreme Court hits some speed bumps this term, by David Jackson, The Dallas Morning News, Sunday, July 2, 2000]
"Damage control central". Fielding for the Gipper and covering all the bases (Sept 4, 1984):
Every legal problem affecting the presidency -- major scandal or trivial request -- is funneled to Fielding and his seven lawyers, a group he fondly refers to as "a great little law firm."
It is in many ways the most powerful little law firm in town. It does what law firms everywhere do for a big client: spot trouble and keep the client out of it, or, if that is not possible, pull the client out of trouble once he is in it.
The White House counsel reviews every speech Reagan gives, every bill he signs or vetoes, every announcement, every official action and every matter that might in some way have legal significance to Reagan and the office he holds.
Most of what the firm does is confidential. But in the past 3 1/2 years, Fielding or one of his lawyers has been involved in looking into, resolving, explaining, burying or dealing with problems and issues such as the selection of Supreme Court Justice Sandra Day O'Connor, the Environmental Protection Agency furor, the questioning about purloined Jimmy Carter documents that was dubbed "Debategate," and the propriety of top Reagan aide Michael K. Deaver's publishing a diet book.
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It can be "pretty heady stuff" for someone not long out of law school, concedes 29-year-old John G. Roberts Jr., another Harvard Law Review editor and a former clerk to Justice William H. Rehnquist.
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Despite their varied backgrounds, the lawyers on Fielding's staff share several characteristics, including a staunchly conservative political viewpoint and a passionate loyalty to President Reagan.
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"The whole job is to iron out or spot problems," [Sherrie] Cooksey said in a recent interview, "to give legal advice to protect the president and the office of the presidency."
[...]
Wendell Willkie II, grandson of the Republican presidential nominee in 1940,... [...]
If people in the administration do not know what to do with something or have a seemingly insoluble problem, the first inclination is "send it to Fielding" and let the lawyers figure out a solution, Willkie noted. "This is damage control central." ~ [FROM: 'Great Little Law Firm' Is Troubleshooter For the President, The Washington Post, September 4, 1984, by Al Kamen]
Damage control alert: watch for more Clucking Right-Wing Harien Cuckoos to come seemingly out of nowhere, at breakneck speed, and careen headlong into our national picture window...
Aaaaaaack tee viss judgiss! Aaaaaack tee viss judgiss!
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