...you to forgive my vulgarity, but in the words of Eddie Murphy, "It's my house, and if you don't like it..."

In a bold and decisive move (snort!), the Supreme Court has agreed to hear arguments in the case involving Anna Nicole Smith and her bid to obtain more of the sizeable estate of J. Howard Marshall II her dearly departed honey, despite the fact that she was never mentioned in the will. Out of 1900 cases.....a handful of cases out of almost two thousand and this is what the highest court in the land feels to be a worthy and necessary issue for their consideration?

So, Black Robes Inc. deems Nicky Big Tits pining (read vamping) for her sugar daddy's wealth an endeavor worthy enough for their time. Let me guess, with Ms. O'Conner on the backslide they felt they needed to sex the place up a bit? Why should I be surprised when, thanks be to our great and esteemed justices and their no doubt erudite interpretation of the Fifth Amendment, Mayor Jane Glover of New London, Connecticut feels empowered to say this about her constituents:

The Supreme Court has given us the authority to just go in with a bulldozer, but I don't think the state of Connecticut or us particularly want to do that, not just because of the tenants but it's just not good politics. We were hoping the people would buy out.

Were I a tenant of the properties involved in this dispute, I'd see this statement in no other way then an outright threat of force by the government. Capitulate to our demands (unfair as they are), or we shall destroy thee. Perhaps Miz Glover ought to put taxpayer funds to better use and channel King George III. Ask HIM how well it worked out.

Is it any wonder why respect for the auspices of the Supreme Court are in such decline? I'd write a long, drawn out, tortuous treatise on the subject, but frankly it has been done to death by those far more intelligent than I, and I'm just too fucking angry. Abject stupidity has a tendency to bring that out in me...