Thursday, May 28, 2009

GOP v Sotomayor

The Republicans are at it again. This time it's a concentrated effort to derail the nomination of Judge Sonia Sotomayor to the US Supreme Court. She's been called everything from racist to "Harriet Miers". From what I gather, her legal acumen is above reproach and her expertise is greater than any current member of the bench at the time of their respective nominations. But the GOP don't care. Obstructionists that they are, they just plain refuse to approve ANY nominee of Obama's for the high court. I have never seen a bigger batch of selfish, sore losers in my lifetime. Of course, if Judge Sotomayor is in fact not a racist, happens to be eminently qualified, and the public perceives the GOP's resistance as simple, unmerited ideological stonewalling, well, they're fucked a bit further, huh?

Over at The JB Random Report, how we feel about the whole thing was captured perfectly:
The GOP has to handle this confirmation hearing very carefully. They are already losing ground with the fastest growing immigrant population in the country, and giving this nominee a hard time will only deepen an already widening rift.

[Obama] doesn’t have an easy road either. With the economy still struggling, change and bi-partisanship coming considerably slower than promised, the last thing he needs is a long drawn out hearing. If he pushes too hard to get her in before Congress’ Summer break, there will be a very large cracking sound when he hits the floor if she is rejected.
(Not to mention having to deal with those damn quintissential DINOs: the Blue Dogs, and their ever-present potential refusal to support POTUS on key measures.)

But I've got a feeling there is a strong current of "Fuck this, we're not changing our ideology just to accomodate Hispanics or anyone else into the party", which I can respect if not agree. After all, that's how--with the exception of the 8-year Clinton administration--they've managed to stay in power over the last 30 years. Let's see how it works out for them now.

Worst. Monday. Morning. Quarterbacking. Ever.

I’m talking about as little as possible about what’s on the horizon because I get into an uncontrollable rage when I discuss it or even thin...