It must be depressing, to be a Scalia,
To see your words twisted in so many ways
To see your dissent—Windsor’s warning—adorning
The arguments cited in favor of gays!
Virginia, Ohio, Kentucky—how lucky
The activists were, that you wrote your dissent!
Your snarking in Windsor turned, now, to a how-to;
They probably know that it’s not what you meant!
I guess, in a way, we’re all grateful you’re hateful,
And focus your efforts on showing your wit;
Your sarcasm-laced “neener-neener” demeanor
Proved useful—well, after we translate a bit.
You couldn’t resist, so, self-smitten, you’ve written
A road map to marriage as federal right
So, much as you think we abuse it, we’ll use it,
And thank you, Scalia, for shining your light.
I love your choices of internal end-rhymes here. “To be a Scalia,” “neener-neener demeanor,” etc.
It’s a verse form of my own invention, Emu Sam! I am very proud of it. More examples here: http://freethoughtblogs.com/cuttlefish/2012/02/28/a-question-for-stephen-fry/
Shared! Between this and the free will comment thread, I think I’ve created a couple new Cuttlefish fans in the last couple days.
That’s all I ask… well, that and world domination.
I love you <3
Wait, me? Or Scalia?
I mean, we’re both lovable…
The best thing that you can say about Scalia is that someday – and probably sooner rather than later – his wicked heart will stop pumping blood through his body, and either President Obama or President Clinton will get to name his replacement. (p.s. this is not intended as a threat against the Associate Justice, just a rejoicing at his mortality and ever-advancing age)
Duke, Scalia may well outlive me (and I plan on living forever); the good news is, he’ll keep writing the “o noes!” dissents, pointing out the way to maneuver through the courts, precisely because he so loves being able to say “I told you so!” He’s even better than a false flag operation.