In case you’ve been in a Nepali monastery for the
past week or so with the battery on your iPad completely drained, the Supreme
Court of the US is hearing arguments on two cases involving how governments
accommodate (or don’t) the institution of marriage. Specifically, whether
states can enact laws banning same-sex marriage (California’s Proposition 8,
from 2008), and whether the Federal government can define a marriage as being
solely between one man and one woman (the Defense of Marriage Act (DOMA) of 1996).
There’s not been such a potential for blushes and sly asides in the Court since the Supremes in 1964 took on the issue of determining what
pornography is. (Okay, officially that was a ruling that obscenity wasn’t
in fact free speech and was therefore not protected under the provisions of
the First Amendment. But you’ll perhaps recall the high point of that case was
Justice Potter Stewart’s admission that pornography was bloody difficult to
define legally, “but I know it when I see it.”)
You can find coverage on the arguments pretty much
anywhere in the mainstream media and the lunatic fringe. I like two
speculative viewpoints: Andy Borowitz’s “report” of Antonin Scalia throwing a
hissy fit at having to hear about gay couples all week long, And The
Onion’s “story” about the entire Court engaging
in a gigantic yawn and proclaiming that the whole same-sex marriage thing
is a big drink of no-alcohol beer.
So far I’ve not seen any comment on the fact that
six guys in dresses form the majority of the team that’s going to decide these
issues. I guess that’s what I’m here for—to point out important things like that.
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