Will's Coffee House

John Dryden, Dramatist, Critic, Poet Laureate, and my ancestor, frequented a coffee house called Will's almost daily, where he would hold forth on sundry subjects with great wit and aplomb. Same deal here, only without the wit or aplomb.

Location: Large Midwestern City, Midwestern State, United States

I am a stranger in a sane land...

Friday, April 08, 2005

I...I...I just...I Can't Believe...

Words continue to fail me on this one:

A transcript of the words of Sen. John Cornyn (R-TX) on the Senate floor on April 4th:

"I don't know if there is a cause-and-effect connection but we have seen some recent episodes of courthouse violence in this country. Certainly nothing new, but we seem to have run through a spate of courthouse violence recently that's been on the news and I wonder whether there may be some connection between the perception in some quarters on some occasions where judges are making political decisions yet are unaccountable to the public, that it builds up and builds up and builds up to the point where some people engage in - engage in violence."

That's right; according to the Senator from the great state of Texas, the spate of violence isn't the fault of jihad-ist monsters and thuggish loons who don't like the fact that there's a separation between church and state and that judges, often reluctantly, must ethically choose the latter when confronted with a choice--nope, it's the fault of those damned 'political' judges. And, by implication, said judges kind of have it coming--oh, he doesn't condone--but, you know, he understands.

Sometimes...sometimes...words just aren't capable of expressing sufficient disgust. "The muck-wallowing depths of crapulence" comes close, though.


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