He’s done so, in order to reveal — on live network television, tonight — that only one has “won” the game of “Name That Tune“. [Of course the tune both must sing is a Muslim-banning, wall-building, climate-science denying, and likely anti-abortion refrain, without the slightest deviation. In short, 45 seeks an ideologue.] Per the New York Times:
. . . .The two judges, Neil M. Gorsuch and Thomas M. Hardiman, are traveling to Washington this afternoon, the report said. The move is highly unusual for Washington, where Supreme Court announcements are treated with solemn gravity. But it is very familiar for Mr. Trump, who was the original star of the reality television show “The Apprentice” and who used to produce beauty pageants. . . .
I actually think it is good that the network media will oblige — and give 45 his TV beauty pageant show, tonight. The whole affair will thus tend to be self-deflating.
BOTH of the (otherwise quite able) jurists participating should be bright pink — with embarrassment, when the camera cuts away to a close up, of the winner’s armful of fresh roses, and the eventual tiara placement. Certainly the runner-up will be bright pink.
The Court nominee is going to garner only as much respect as 45 accords him — and so the logical suggestion is that his newly proposed member will be scorned by him (just as he personally did, his Latina pageant winner, a decade ago) — in no small part, for the “bread and circuses” mode of this theatrical selection. And that is probably a good thing, as it will energize the loyal resistance, anew.
Me? I’ll leave my TV off entirely tonight — I’ll read about it in the paper tomorrow. No ratings for the Trump-show. I’ll watch a re-run of “The Mummy” on Netflix by laptop. . . “Take that, Bembrigde Scholars!” Smile. . . .