It seems improbable that it is possible yet again but Andy Borowitz does it again. WASHINGTON (The Borowitz Report)—Assailed for her texts to the former White House chief of staff Mark Meadows, Ginni Thomas accused her critics of ignoring her three decades of exemplary service as a Supreme Court Justice. “For the past thirty years, I have listened to oral arguments, studied legal precedents, and written opinions,” Thomas said. “All in all, I am confident that I have earned a place in history as one of our nation’s greatest Supreme Court Justices.”
This subtly turns everything around (of course). There are massive complaints that she has been interfering with the entire judicial process. “Thomas said that, after reading some of the criticism that she has received for her texts, she was “shocked, and quite frankly hurt, that my stellar Supreme Court record could be so casually swept aside.”“I have given thirty years of my life to the Supreme Court, and this is the thanks I get?” she asked.”
Andy does focus on the Supreme Court which I find fascinating as I was a lawyer and the USA Supreme Court was once important to me.
“WASHINGTON (The Borowitz Report)—Senator Ted Cruz’s abject failure to rattle the Supreme Court nominee Ketanji Brown Jackson at her confirmation hearing sent him fleeing to Cancun on Tuesday night. Cruz, spotted by reporters while rolling his suitcase through Reagan National Airport, said that he was “thoroughly drained” after strenuously trying to find a crack in Jackson’s equanimous demeanor.”
The last sentence inspires rolls of laughter.
When I asked her if she thought babies were racist, I was sure that would do the trick,” he said. “That was the best I had.”
Drenched with flop sweat, a despondent Cruz left the Senate and immediately started packing his rolling bag for Cancun, hoping that a few days on the beach in Mexico would leave him refreshed and ready to pursue a new line of attack against Jackson. “I may have lost the battle, but I haven’t lost the war,” he said. “I think America needs to know where Judge Jackson stands on Mr. Potato Head, Big Bird, and the Smurfs.”
Is not that ridiculously funny? America where she stands on Mr. Potato Head, Big Bird and the Smurfs.
Onto something completely different. For rather obvious reasons a song keeps echoing in my mind. Of course, I googled it, was so surprised that it was by Johnny Cash whom I utterly adore. The song is We Got Married in a Fever and here are the lyrics.
We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout,
We’ve been talkin’ ’bout Jackson
Ever since the fire went out.
I’m goin’ to Jackson, I’m gonna mess around,
Yeah, I’m goin’ to Jackson,
Look out Jackson town.
Well, go on down to Jackson; go ahead and wreck your health.
Go play your hand you big-talkin’ man, make a big fool of yourself,
Yeah, go to Jackson; go comb your hair!
Honey, I’m gonna snowball Jackson.
See if I care.
When I breeze into that city, people gonna stoop and bow. (Hah!)
All them women gonna make me, teach ’em what they don’t know how,
I’m goin’ to Jackson, you turn-a loosen my coat.
‘Cos I’m goin’ to Jackson.
“Goodbye, ” that’s all she wrote.
But they’ll laugh at you in Jackson, and I’ll be dancin’ on a Pony Keg.
They’ll lead you ’round town like a scalded hound,
With your tail tucked between your legs,
Yeah, go to Jackson, you big-talkin’ man.
And I’ll be waitin’ in Jackson, behind my Jaypan Fan.
Well now, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout,
We’ve been talkin’ ’bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out.
I’m goin’ to Jackson, and that’s a fact.
Yeah, we’re goin’ to Jackson, ain’t never comin’ back.
Well, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout
We’ve been talkin’ ’bout Jackson
Ever since the fire went out…
It is essential that you go to YouTube and watch a young Johnny Cash and June Carter perform this song. It could not be more delightful.
So this is what they say about the song. “The song is about a married couple who find that the “fire” has gone out of their relationship. It relates the desire of both partners to travel to “Jackson” where the husband believes he will be turned loose, be with many women and be practically worshipped as he has his wild time.”
This launched me on a reading spree on a sight called Quara – people were invited to share stories of their dreadful marital decisions and the subsequent repercussions. There were tens, if not hundreds of these sorties. Not exactly uplifting reading material did not give me . Instead made my decision to wed Rashid stronger, . It is incredibly reassuring to be surrounded by people who approve of him and this extremely unlikely match.
The song must to mind mind thinking that the fever the speaks of speaks of sexual desire , the desire to (shall we say) consummate the union. In this day and age in Western societies the consumption takes place before the union is even conceived. But in the Islamic world this is not so. Sex before marriage is haram or forbidden. I do not wish to jeopardize my entry into Jannah. Of course, Rashid shares this belief system It is rather unusual for me to be in this situation as I certainly spent much of my life sampling the goods (shall we say). But this restriction brings respect and also solves social ills such as unplanned pregnancies. Sexually transmitted diseases etc. etc. etc. In strict Muslim countries the potential bride and groom are never alone together, are chaperoned by family members. Marriages are arranged . Westerners recoil in horror at this thought but does the ‘romantic version’ work? The answer is clearly NO.
It is my belief and my reasoned opinion that many of the social ills of the United States would be healed if the country became a Muslim majority. The endless, never ending battle over abortion would be resolved and energy could be spent solving real problems and inequities in society. Abortion is forbidden in the Islamic faith but with no premarital sex and an extended family model children would be raised by their kin. Crimes against women would be reduced considerably as women would be properly respected and be required to dress in less tantalizing ways which does invite and excite men. It was appalling to see how young Marin girls dressed (or didn’t actually). No daughter of mine would ever be allowed to leave the house so scantily attired.
The days are marching by and soon it shall be Ramadan. I am preparing myself even though I shall not be fasting. But will be forming intentions. I am planning to retreat from the world of politics and focus on the faith. Thinking of abandoning Instagram during this time. Although I follow many Islamic people there are times when the messages are not pure and can be misleading. I intend to begin memorizing the Qur’an – in English of course. Other preparatory homages shall be revealed in the upcoming blogs. What is a homage? It is a special honor or respect shown publicly. Synonyms are: honor, acclaim, applaud, praise, commend, extol, salute, celebrate, commemorate, glorify, laud, magnify, pay tribute to, sing the praises of, give recognition to, speak highly of, take one’s hat off to.
Received the word that Queen Elizabeth the second is paying tribute to, laud, sing the praises to, take her hat off to Prince Phillip. I avidly watched The Crown on Netflix at least twice. Their relationship most fascinating – it did definitely have its ups and downs. His fidelity to her at question during some of their marriage.
When reading of Johnny Cash learned that the song I Walk the Line, has special significance. The term refers to convict exercise yards (circa 1700’s to 1920’s). The prisoners had to walk around in a wide circle on a yellow (sometimes white) line painted on the ground for as long as exercise time permitted. If any prisoner went to far astray from the line he was punished. It is, of course, an idiom “To behave in an authorized or socially accepted manner, especially as prescribed by law or morality; to exercise self-control.
This is the story behind it. Cash, 23 years old at the time, wrote the song after he went on tour with 20-year-old Elvis Presley, who had already amassed a fanbase of adoring fans. “I Walk the Line” served as a reminder for Cash to stay faithful to his first wife, Vivian Liberto while on tour with Presley,
Here are the lyrics to the song. You must YouTube it and tap your foot along with Johnny’s
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time.
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you’re mine,
I walk the line
I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day is through
Yes, I’ll admit I’m a fool for you
Because you’re mine,
I walk the line
As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I’ve known proves that it’s right
Because you’re mine,
I walk the line
You’ve got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I can’t hide
For you I know I’d even try to turn the tide
Because you’re mine,
I walk the line
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time.
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you’re mine,
I walk the line
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time.
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you’re mine,
I walk the line
Because you’re mine,
I walk the line
Because you’re mine,
I walk the line
Because you’re mine,
I walk the lin
I am about to embark on a relationship with a man a great deal younger than I am. He has assured me that he will walk the line – I do believe him for many reasons. We shall joke about it and I promise to tell you what he says. Stay tuned.
The photographs are ones taken at the Grand Mosque. Photographs of photographs and then edited. Not sure that I will go there this Friday – it is certain to be crowded, packed because of Ramadan. But I shall see.
