Not for nothing, but the lefties were right. When John Roberts was first introduced as President Bush's nominee for the Supreme Court, the loonies were looking for facial expessions and mistook Mrs. Roberts' grimace when, coincidentally, her sons name was mentioned. The loons felt that there was some evil...perhaps, gasp, even homosexual...problem with the boy, but were crestfallen to learn that he was only 4 years old, and that mommy was once again at her wits end because the unruly child was running wild on national TV.
Yep, the kids a first class spoiled rotten brat. The press continues to refer to him as a rambunctious little fella, but one look into his eyes tells volumes about how daddy is, yes, ban me from the hallowed halls of the hive, a wimp.
Now why didn't the loonies take this and run with it, run as as wild as Baby Roberts with the Prince Valiant hair and I-can-do-anything-I-WANT smile?
"Can't even run his own house, how's he going to run the court??!!" "That Kid's the one that needs a constitutional interpretation, the little fucker should be interpreted 'till he can't sit for a week!" "Strong judge, weak husband and father?" "Ever notice that the kid looks NOTHING like him?"
They let me down when they moved to other issues and didn't remain focused on a sure fire example of John Roberts' lack of judgment and manly fortitude. In his very own home.
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