The Sotomayor vote was 68 YEA; 31 NAY.
There are plenty of stories today about Sotomayor’s confirmation in the Senate. About this historic jurist. Obama’s choice. The important cases before the court this term. Even Senator Al Franken making the announcement to the Senate. Let’s not let this moment pass without acknowledging those self-serving, anti-justice, anti-competent, anti-any-success-for-President-Obama, anti-women, anti-Hispanic, and anti-anything Senators from the South. Drop them a note and tell them what you think. Drop by their homes during the recess a lob a few eggs*. Drop by a public event and cough on them*. Do something. These men disgrace the South.
Southern NAY sayers:
* Strictly metaphorical suggesting. I do not advocate the use of violence. However, perhaps toilet paper could make the point.
I’m just a plateaued-out plain person with too much time on his hands fighting the never ending lingual battle with windmills for truth, justice and the American way or something like that. Here are some reader comments on my writing: “Enough with the cynicism. One doesn’t have to be Pollyanna to reject the sky is falling fatalism of Lee Leslie’s posts.” “You moron.” “Again, another example of your simple-minded, scare-mongering, label-baiting method of argumentation that supports the angry left’s position.” “Ah, Lee, you traffic in the most predictable, hackneyed leftist rhetoric that brought us to the current state of political leadership.” “You negative SOB! You destroyed all my hope, aspiration, desperation, even.” “Don’t you LIBERALS realize what this COMMIE is talking about is SOCIALISM?!?!?!” “Thank you for wonderful nasty artful toxic antidote to this stupidity in the name of individual rights.” “I trust you meant “bastard” in the truest father-less sense of the word.” “That’s the first time I ran out of breath just from reading!” “You helped me hold my head a little higher today.” “Makes me cry every time I read it.” “Thanks for the article. I needed something to make me laugh this mourning.” “If it weren’t so sad I would laugh.” "... the man who for fun and personal growth (not to mention rage assuagion) can skin a whale of bullshit and rack all the meat (and rot) in the larder replete with charts and graphs and a kindness..."“Amen, brother.”