Supreme Court Resignations Requested from the Lord?

Why does it matter so much, and what are the implications for the American people? Some of the Court's recent decisions vividly show what is at stake. Take for example the case of Patricia Garrett, a nurse in Birmingham, Alabama, and mother of three. She was the director of neonatal services for the University of Alabama when she was diagnosed with breast cancer, and she took a leave of absence to undergo surgery and radiation treatments. Patricia Garrett survived breast cancer, but when she returned to work her employer demoted her. She sued in federal court under the Americans with Disabilities Act, which was passed by Congress to defend the rights of every American who suffers from a disabling illness. Alabama challenged that federal law as an infringement of its power. In 2001, in a 5-4 decision, Chief Justice Rehnquist wrote that Congress had acted beyond its power and that States could not be sued for damages in federal court for discriminating against people with disabilities. Had just one of the five majority Justices voted the other way, States would have been prevented by federal law from firing or demoting people like Patricia Garrett for getting cancer, and this key provision of the Americans with Disabilities Act would have been upheld.

That case is part of a recent trend in which a narrow majority of the Supreme Court creates new restrictions on federal rights and protections, in accord with new legal theories being promoted by a cadre of dedicated conservative activists, often in alliance with powerful and wealthy special interests.

---Senator Patrick Leahy, ranking Democrat on the Senate Judiciary Committee, in remarks to the National Press Club, June 25, 2003

Averting judicial "Armageddon"

Thank goodness Justice O'Connor didn't get hit in the head by that beam in Philly over the holiday weekend.

IMHO she is the one in charge of the nation.

Did anyone see the interview on Snuffleluffagus's Sunday morning chat with her and Justice Breyer?

Religious broadcaster Pat Robertson urged his nationwide audience Monday to pray for God to remove three justices from the Supreme Court so they could be replaced by conservatives.

"We ask for miracles in regard to the Supreme Court," Robertson said on the Christian Broadcasting Network's "The 700 Club."

Robertson has launched a 21-day "prayer offensive" directed at the Supreme Court in the wake of its 6-3 June vote that decriminalized sodomy. Robertson said in a letter on the CBN Web site that the ruling "has opened the door to homosexual marriage, bigamy, legalized prostitution and even incest."

The same letter targets three justices in particular: "One justice is 83-years-old, another has cancer and another has a heart condition. Would it not be possible for God to put it in the minds of these three judges that the time has come to retire?"

Judging from the descriptions, Robertson was referring to Justice John Paul Stevens, who was born in 1920, and Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg, who had colon cancer surgery in 1999. The identity of the third justice was unclear.

ABC News.com

And here's Betty Bowers' "I Got Your Back, Pat" prayer:

Dear Mercurially Merciful Lord:

O Lord, we come before You today because we are sure that, by now, You know that Brother Pat Robertson has turned to You in solemn Christian prayer to beseech You to kill off a few Supreme Court justices that have rudely treated folks Pat hates with some respect. With atypical candor, Brother Pat is calling this a "prayer offensive." Indeed it is difficult to imagine a more offensive prayer, O Lord. Ever helpful, Brother Pat hints: "One justice is 83 years old, another has cancer and another has a heart condition."

Call us timid, O Lord, but it makes us rather nervous when a man who just went through a bout of prostate cancer himself thinks it wise to ask his Creator to go on a killing rampage, targeting people with cancer and heart conditions. After all, who will run the country if You take Dick Cheney from us? We are further concerned that You might respond to Brother Pat's imprecatory prayers in that mischievous, ironic way of Yours and, well, kill him, too. It is that delicious penchant of Yours of giving people what they pray for in others that we grow concerned for Brother Pat's safety.

If indeed You are again mulling over killing Pat (and second-guessing why You didn't act when You had the chance the first time), we are renewing the prayer we made when You first tried to kill Brother Pat Robertson with prostate cancer:

O Lord, we know that You have your reasons for lifting Your veil of protection away from Brother Pat's sin-and-cancer-filled prostate gland. Apparently he has said or done something to vex You and provoke Your famously itchy trigger finger.

While many might assume that it was Brother Pat's profitable career of putting words in Your mouth that got under Your skin, perhaps Brother Pat simply looked at You the wrong way. Any reader of the Bible knows that it is difficult to gauge exactly what will set You off. For example, we know that You turned Moses' yenta sister into a leper for simply asking a pesky question You found mildly intrusive, so there is a very good chance that Brother Pat has no idea what oversight led You turning on him and now wanting him dead.

We recall, O Lord, how You told Oral Roberts years ago that if he didn't come up with one million dollars, You would call him Home. Perhaps You struck a similar bargain with Brother Pat. Only this time, out of Your understandable frustration over Brother Roberts beating You in Your own bet, You raised the stakes to such lofty levels that it was too much money for even Brother Pat to cough up without having to sell his beloved race horses or investments in Liberian gold mines.

Nevertheless, we ask, O Lord, that You spare Brother Pat from Your wrath. In lieu of that, we ask Jesus that You allow Brother Pat's illness to be prolonged enough to allow him to become weepy in scores of telecasts of the 700 Club so that the phone banks will peal like a Christmas carillon, as sobbing homemakers in trailers throughout this glorious land send in cash to Your glory!

In Your glorious name Lord Jesus I pray,

Betty

yes, PD, I just got that on one of my alerts, so I would greatly appreciate your not interrupting my prayer!

"prayer offensive" - love that term ...

as an aside, Senator Arlen Spector is the only member of the judiciary committe (or whatever the heck the correct title is!) not to have made up his mind on his vote re Pryor, which is to be held day after tomorrow - please call his office (doesn't matter if you're not in Pennsylvania) and give your opinions; they are tallying up the positive and negative calls; please, everyone, call him at 202-224-4254 ASAP

thank you!

Betty Bowers thinks Pat Robertson's idea is a rope-a-dope
http://www.bettybowers.com/nl_prayersquad.html

Pat Robertson's Prayer Death Squad
Target: the Supreme Court

A "Got Your Back" Prayer
by Mrs. Betty Bowers, America's Best Christian

Dear Mercurially Merciful Lord:

O Lord, we come before you today because we are sure that, by now, you know that Brother Pat Robertson has turned to you in solemn Christian prayer to beseech you to kill off a few Supreme Court justices that have rudely treated folks Pat hates with some respect. With atypical candor, Brother Pat is calling this a "prayer offensive." Indeed, it is difficult to imagine a more offensive prayer, O Lord. Ever helpful, Brother Pat hints: ``One justice is 83-years-old, another has cancer and another has a heart condition."

Call us timid, O Lord, but it makes us rather nervous when a man who just went through a bout of prostrate cancer thinks it wise to ask his Creator to start going on a killing rampage, targeting people with cancer and heart conditions. After all, who will run the country if you take Dick Cheney from us? We are further concerned that you might respond to Brother Pat's imprecatory prayers in that mischievous, ironic way of Yours and, well, kill him, too. It is with your delicious penchant for technically giving people what they pray for in mind (like when John Kennedy, Jr. screamed: "Lord, do something to shut up that goddamned braying cokehead in Row A!") that we grow concerned for Brother Pat's safety.

If indeed you are mulling over killing Pat again (and second guessing why you didn't act when you had the chance the first time), we are renewing the prayer we made when you first tried to kill Brother Pat Robertson with prostrate cancer:

O Lord, we know that you have your reasons for lifting your veil of protection away from Brother Pat's sinful crotch. Apparently Brother Pat has said or done something to vex you and provoke your famously itchy trigger finger.



While many might assume that it was Brother Pat's profitable career of putting words in your mouth that got under your skin, perhaps, Brother Pat simply looked at you the wrong way. Any reader of the Bible knows that it is difficult to gauge exactly what will set you off. For example, we know that you turned Moses' yenta sister into a leper for simply asking a pesky question you found mildly intrusive, so there is a very good chance that Brother Pat has no idea what oversight led to the Lord turning on him and now wanting him dead.

We recall, O Lord, how you told Oral Roberts years ago that if he didn't come up with one million dollars pronto, you would break his legs and then kill or otherwise inconvenience him. Perhaps, you struck a similar bargain with Brother Pat. Only this time, out of your understandable frustration over Brother Roberts beating you in your own bet, raised the stakes to such lofty levels that it was too much money for even Brother Pat to cough up without having to sell his beloved race horses.

Nevertheless, we ask, O Lord, that you spare Brother Pat from your wrath. In lieu of that, we ask Jesus that you allow Brother Pat's illness to be prolonged enough to allow him to become weepy in scores of telecasts of the 700 Club so that the phone banks will peal like a Christmas carillon, as sobbing homemakers in trailers throughout this glorious land send in cash to your glory!

In your Glorious name Lord Jesus, this I pray.

And Then Jesus Said, Shut The Hell Up, Pat
== And Then Jesus Said, Shut The Hell Up, Pat ==
San Francisco Gate

Religious broadcaster and noted hunk of old quivery penis-free sweaty cheese mold Pat Robertson urged his semi-coherent Elmer's-sniffin' nationwide audience Monday to pray for God to remove three justices from the Supreme Court so they could be replaced by conservatives.

"We ask for miracles in regard to the Supreme Court," Robertson actually
oozed on the Christian Broadcasting Network's freakish coven o' savage
karmic pain "The 700 Club."

Robertson has launched a 21-day "prayer offensive" directed at the Supreme Court in the wake of its 6-3 June vote that decriminalized sodomy. Robertson said in a letter on the CBN Web site that the ruling "has opened the door to homosexual marriage, bigamy, legalized prostitution and even incest, and probably that thing I fantasize about with the margarine and the belt sander and the garden hose."

In related news, the entire goddamn universe just launched a "Oh just shut the hell up you bickering sexless little gin-soaked faux-religious simp offensive" aimed straight at Robertson and bathtub buddy Jerry Falwell. "We know this campaign isn't really necessary given how Robertson and Falwell are essentially nothing more than temporary pimples on the great perfectly smooth round delicious ass of life, and that they have zero bearing or true lasting effect on anything you care about in any time zone or plane of existence in the known and unknown galaxy," said the Gods of Fate and Time.

"We just liked the title. P.S.; Yay sodomy!"

http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/n/a/2003/07/14/national2334EDT0738.DTL&nl=fix