Roberts’s argument that affirmative action, rather than racism, reinforces those ‘crippling thoughts’ is all the more remarkable given that Sotomayor sits on the court with a fellow Justice who once belonged to a group that would have barred her from attending Princeton.
The argument Justice Sotomayor made is important, and the specifics of her rebuttal to the Court’s opinion are direct and uncompromising. Read the article and, if you have time, her full dissent (starts on page 51 of this PDF). I’m afraid she’ll spend her entire career on the bench railing from the minority, but decades from now her dissents may serve as intellectual foundations to a new strain of progressive law.
But for a moment let’s just pause and consider what a tremendously strange, infuriating, sad, and wonderful reality it is that this sentence describes.
Though I’m skeptical that anyone ever figures out the Union Square subway station. (#134)
Carson McCullers, “The Ballad of the Sad Café”
375 days ago, I wasn’t doing anything fast. I wasn’t heading for an early death. I’m reasonably good looking but no better than that, and I’m pale with a thin face, so I expect to be a grim corpse in the best of cases.
375 days ago, no tragedy occurred that I recall. No one grabbed me by a lapel to shake me or put a scare into me. I didn’t find myself in trouble.
But 375 days ago, “Live fast, die young, and have a good-looking corpse” lost all its appeal.
Gonna miss it.