Justice Thomas: “This is the end of Democracy, John.”
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“Hal, as you know I am a clerk for one of the Justices on SCOTUS. Today was like nothing we have ever seen. The justices are arguing loudly behind closed doors.
The Justices met in a closed and sealed room, as is standard.
Usually it is very calm, however today we could hear screaming all the way down the hall.
They met in person, because they didn’t trust telephonic meeting as secure.
Chief Justice Roberts was screaming
“Are you going to be responsible for the rioting if we hear this case?”
“Don’t tell me about Bush v. Gore, we weren’t dealing with riots then”
“You are forgetting what your role here is Neil, and I don’t want to hear from the two junior justices anymore. I will tell you how you will vote.”
Justice Clarence Thomas says “This is the end of Democracy, John.”
When they left the room, Roberts, the Libs and Kavanugh had big smiles. Alito and Thomas were visibly upset. ACB and Gorsuch didn’t seem fazed at all.”
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Dover Beach 
Holy mackerel! Protect your friend. cp
Some of these Supreme Court Justices should be more worried about the wrath of God.
What do you make of this? If it is true, we are in major doo-doo, Celia.
Psalm 36:1: “The transgression of the wicked saith within my heart, that there is no fear of God before his eyes.”
I reblogged this on my High Plains Drifter blog.
Dover Beach
By Matthew Arnold
The sea is calm tonight.
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Upon the straits; on the French coast the light
Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!
Only, from the long line of spray
Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land,
Listen! you hear the grating roar
Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,
At their return, up the high strand,
Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
The eternal note of sadness in.
Sophocles long ago
Heard it on the Ægean, and it brought
Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow
Of human misery; we
Find also in the sound a thought,
Hearing it by this distant northern sea.
The Sea of Faith
Was once, too, at the full, and round earth’s shore
Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled.
But now I only hear
Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,
Retreating, to the breath
Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear
And naked shingles of the world.
Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.
I have a gut feeling our society is about to realize that Trump isn’t the issue, the issue is failed personal responsibility.
John Roberts is a piece of s**t!
Disturbing if true. The USSC’s passivity in the face of mounting evidence of election fraud is also deeply troubling. But one detail of this account makes me suspicious. How can the chief justice pretend to command the votes of “junior justices”? He can’t remove them or dock their pay, or even stop them from publishing dissents. Maybe I’m missing something but that line strikes me as fictional.
John Roberts and Mike Pence: Treasonous Trump Deep State Enemies Inside the Gate
https://pedoempire.org/chapter-44-john-roberts-and-mike-pence-treasonous-trump-deep-state-enemies-inside-the-gate/