“Or Whatever”
by digby
There’s a lot of talk about appointing a Supreme Court justice who has some real world experience and this certainly does indicate that it’s something that’s sorely lacking, at least by the Chief Justice. This is from an article about the oral arguments yesterday regarding whether or not prospective employees are being “coerced” if they are expected to sign arbitration agreements.
It should be noted that these fanciful hypotheticals discussed at today’s oral argument do not cover the most frequent, real world “gun-to-the-head” scenario faced by job applicants, in which their only “choice,” if they want the job, is to agree to arbitrate, on the employer’s terms, any and all future disputes —a “choice” characterized by Chief Justice Roberts as “economic inequality or whatever.”
Whatever …
But this shouldn’t surprise us. Chief Justice Roberts isn’t exactly a man of the people:
…here’s John Roberts when he worked in the White House counsel’s office in 1984:
I hate to sound like one of Mr. Jackson’s records, constantly repeating the same refrain, but I recommend that we not approve this letter. Sometimes people need to be reminded of the obvious: whatever its status as a cultural phenomenon, the Jackson concert tour is a massive commercial undertaking. The tour will do quite well financially by coming to Washington, and there is no need for the President to applaud such enlightened self-interest. Frankly, I find the obsequious attitude of some members of the White House staff toward Mr. Jackson’s attendants, and the fawning posture they would have the President of the United States adopt, more than a little embarrassing.
It is also important to consider the precedent that would be set by such a letter. In today’s Post there were already reports that some youngsters were turning away from Mr. Jackson in favor of a newcomer who goes by the name “Prince,” and is apparently planning a Washington concert. Will he receive a Presidential letter? How will we decide which performers do and which do not?
Auntie Roberts was 29 when he wrote that. He was a real man of his time. The 1890s.
And the idea of someone criticizing fawning over show business figures in the Reagan White House is just funny.
Whatever.
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