April 4, 2022

Senate committee to vote on Ketanji Brown Jackson's nomination

https://www.cnn.com/politics/live-news/ketanji-brown-jackson-confirmation-vote-senate-committee/index.html

By Mike Hayes, Tierney Sneed, Ji Min Lee Maureen Chowdhury and Melissa Macaya, CNN

Updated 11:40 a.m. ET, April 4, 2022

How Ketanji Brown Jackson's confirmation vote is expected to unfold this week
From CNN's Ted Barrett and Ali Zaslav

The 22 members of the Senate Judiciary Committee are delivering speeches now about their positions on Judge Ketanji Brown Jackson's Supreme Court nomination before voting.

Senate Judiciary Chair Dick Durbin, a Democrat from Illinois, said committee members would have 10 minutes for their statements.

An 11-11 tie is expected in the panel today since no Republican members of the committee appear poised to vote for her. To advance the deadlocked nomination to the floor, the Senate will need to vote on a motion to discharge her from committee, which they are expected to do also on Monday.

Four hours of debate are allotted for this motion. Senators have been advised that a vote to discharge won’t take place before 5:30 p.m. ET, but depending on how long the committee action takes, it could be later.

What happens next: On Tuesday, Senate Majority Leader Chuck Schumer is expected to file a procedural motion to break a Republican filibuster of Jackson.

Wednesday will be the required intervening day on that motion when floor speeches on her nomination are likely.

April 3, 2022

Slowly in, the MAGATS crawl...

Slowly in, the MAGATS crawl
Fetid COVID fills the hall.
Tiki torches cast a pall
o'er swastikas on the wall.
Builders of the giant stage
thought not of the tyrant's age.
On the ramp to that altar,
Dotard's feet drag and falter.
Up the ramp the sicko pants,
'Huzzah!' cry the sycophants.
MAGATS are a motley crew,
morals rare and brain cells few.
Bikers under helmet pickles
stumble from their motorcycles.
Trucker jerkles drive in circles,
no direction and no purpose.
Meth crazed groupies harbor hope,
here today they might get groped.
At the mic, the traitor scowls,
then begins to flap his jowls.
Beady pink eyes cast baleful glare
upon the huddled asses there.
Endless blather, no decorum,
soon enough, he starts to bore 'em.
But MAGATS, they are not fickle,
Evil words their fancies tickle.

-Alfred, Lord Tennis Shoes