My Oh Miers.

I am, like many, in a quite a dilemma over Harriet Miers. She’s really quite the riddle.
I don’t know who she is. Then again, I can’t recall ever hearing of George W. Bush before 1999 either.
But back to Ms. Miers.
I don’t know her opinion on a lot of things.
I don’t know how she likes her coffee. What is her paper/plastic preference. On the subject of toothpaste: does she roll? Does she squeeze? Does she have toothpaste in one of those fancy pumps?
The topic of her pizza topping preferences is a total mystery to me and potentially may always be. That is, of course, assuming I don’t hire some sort of private investigater to find these sorts of things out.
Is she Hell’s hand-old-maid-en. Is she Lady Liberty’s unmarried aunt that no one ever talks about?
She might just be the uberwomensch of conservative juris prudence or she might just turn out to be Souter II or possibly another Sandra Day O’Communist.
But then again maybe what we know won’t hurt us. Or perhaps, ignorance IS bliss. OR as my old friend G.I. Joe used to say if “knowing is half the battle” perhaps not knowing is the other half of the battle?
Harriet Miers? Could she BE more vague? I don’t know.
Maybe?

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