Nancy Keenan responds to Alito vote
NARAL Pres. Nancy Keenan issued the following statement in response to today’s 10-8 Senate Judiciary Committee vote in favor of Samuel Alito:
No joke.
In related news: Sen. Bill Nelson (D-FL) released a statement today saying he would vote “no” on Alito. Sen. Nelson has voted for Bush’s judicial picks 96 percent of the time (including Roberts), but says that Alito’s “many legal writings, judicial opinions and evasive answers both at his hearing and in our private meeting, convinced me he would tilt the scales of justice in favor of big government over the average person.”
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Jessica, here is my take on the Alito confirmation and its impact on Roe v. Wade.
A Nation on the Brink
There is trouble in the Nation
That we tremble to reveal.
Secrets which are so surreal
Their leaders haughtily conceal.
Seek Ye Truths yet unknown.
Ask how sane men can kill;
Hear that it’s a matter of will,
That only a dictator can instill.
And, what of those who fight,
Soldiers that die in the night?
Or, listen to the lies they say,
When a mother’s love is on display.
There is trouble in the Nation.
Here below is my view,
Of an election that is a coup
Of crimes with charges overdue.
[From within THE NATION a Sudden Cry]
THE PEOPLE.
Help! Treason in the house! I am wounded; slain.
THE MINORITY WHIP.
Hush! In the castle! 'Twas a cry
Of someone wounded mortally.
THE PEOPLE.
Oh, God, another! I am stricken again.
THE MINORITY WHIP.
I think the deed is done. It was the Will of the People
Who groaned.... Stand close, and think if anything....
[The Old Boys…and Girls gather together under the shock, and debate confusedly.]
DEMOCRAT B.
I give you straight my judgment. Summon all
Citizens to rescue. Sound now the call!
DEMOCRAT C.
No, no! Burst in at once without a word!
In, and convict them by their dripping sword!
DEMOCRAT D.
Yes; that or something like it. Quick, I say,
Be doing! 'Tis a time for no delay.
DEMOCRAT E.
We have time to think. This opening ... They have planned
Some scheme to make enslavement of the land.
DEMOCRAT F.
Yes, while we linger here! They take no thought
Of lingering, and their sword-arm sleepeth not!
DEMOCRAT G.
I have no counsel. I can speak not of Alito,
Let him give counsel who can strike a blow!
DEMOCRAT H.
I say as this man says. I have no trust
In words to raise a dead man from the dust.
DEMOCRAT I.
How mean you? Drag out our poor lives, and stand
Cowering to these defilers of the land?
DEMOCRAT J.
Nay, 'tis too much! Better to strive and die!
Death is an easier doom than slavery.
DEMOCRAT K.
We heard a sound of groaning, nothing plain,
How know we--are we seers?--that one is slain?
DEMOCRAT L.
Oh, let us find the truth out, ere we grow
Thus passionate! To surmise is not to know.
THE MINORITY WHIP.
Break in, then! 'Tis the counsel ye all bring,
And learn for sure, how is it with the People.
[They cluster up trembling to the SENATE Door, as though to force an entrance, when the great Door swings open, revealing THE SPEAKER OF VICE, who stands, axe in hand, over the dead bodies of THE CONSTITUTION and THE PEOPLE. The BILL OF RIGHTS is wrapped in a rich crimson web. There is blood on the brow of THE SPEAKER OF VICE, and he speaks in wild triumph]
THE SPEAKER OF VICE.
Oh, lies enough and more have I this day
Spoken, which now I shame not to unsay.
How should a neocon work, to the utter end,
Hate on a damned hater, feigned a friend;
A pile of perdition round us, hunter-wise,
Too high for hurdling, save by lies?
For me this hour was dreamed of long ago;
A thing of ancient hate. 'Twas very slow
In coming, but it came. And here I stand
Even where I struck, all the deed we planned
Done! 'Twas so wrought--what is there to deny?
She could neither guard herself nor fly.
An endless web, as by some fisher strung,
A deadly excess of robe, I flung
All round her, and struck twice to make her pay
Her limbs turned liquid and broke; and as she lay
I cast my third stroke, a prayer well-sped
To Rove of Hell, who guardeth safe his dead!
So there she gasped, her life in waste she lay;
Her blood spouting ... Like dark geyser spray
That splashed as it came, a salty and deathly dew;
Sweet, sweet as God's dear raindrops ever blew
O'er a parched field, the day the buzzards came!
Which things being so, ye Councilors high-trained,
Depart in sorrow, if to sorrow ye yield. For me,
I glory. Oh, if such a thing might be…
As o'er the dead a grateful offering to pour,
On this departed it was just. Aye! Just and more.
Who filled the breast of the House with treacheries,
Curse-fraught and here hath drunk it to the lees?
Aye, next to pay in our plan well-laid,
Is that feminist creation, Roe v. Wade!
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