OK, so enough of the images of dudes with mustaches. Did anyone hear this interview on Fresh Air with Arizona’s Sandra Day O’Connor last week? Man, she’s a tough cowgirl, ain’t she? Half the time I was thinking, “what a jerk,” but the other half of the time I was thinking, “now that’s a real western woman.” Plenty of attitude, and no deference whatsoever to Miss Terry Gross. I mean, none, even though her publicist surely booked her on Fresh Air to let Miss Terry Gross help her sell some damn books, right? It’s not like Fresh Air showed up at the ranch uninvited.
(Whereas you know that if I ever get invited to be on Miss Terry Gross’s show, I’d be as slobbering and deferential as a Golden Retriever. Sandra Day O’Connor treats Miss Terry Gross like an irritating college intern in this interview! But Miss Terry Gross knows that there’s a big difference between Sandra Day O’Connor, for example, and your garden-variety douchehats like Bill O’Reilly or Gene Simmons, so she’s very good-humored about it all.)
I can’t help but feel sad for SDO. She retired from the court because she wanted to care for her ailing husband, who had Alzheimer’s disease. But by the time she left the court in 2006, he had to be institutionalized anyway. (And then there’s that whole Bush v. Gore travesty that she knows will only tarnish her legacy. Boy, it must stink to be on the wrong side of history, but then you wouldn’t let Mr. Wrong Side nominate your successor, would you?)
I think the only way to go on the SCOTUS is to die with your boots on. Brooklyn, NY-born Ruth Bader Ginsburg, the second woman ever appointed to the U.S. Supreme Court, just might turn out to be the toughest cowgirl of them all.
10 Responses to “SCOTUS Cowgirl Sandra Day O’Connor”