You can get depressed and read Powerline's Scott Johnson on the Chief Justice's opinion
. And then Lyle Denniston's summary of the speculations
, and then perhaps realize that it is time to focus on the election and not the opinion, on the possibility that there is a better future for the precedent of NFIB v. Sebelius
out there than what will be the certain result if Mitt Romney loses and President Obama gets two or more additional SCOTUS appointees.
Or you can get even more depressed and read the transcript of my interview with one of the GOP's brightest light's, Senator John Thune,
wherein it is clear the GOP doesn't yet get the enormous, urgent need to lay out a detailed
timeline for repeal, one that not only underscores the resolve of the party but which promises accountability. Governor Romney, Speaker Boehner and Senator McConnell would harness the powerful energy of the grassroots in a way not seen in years if they appeared together in the near future and unveiled just such a plan, one replete with the specifics of how repeal is accomplished and the target dates for getting it done, target dates that don't accept the "washington way" of doing things but instead convey their collective resolve to act as though the economy really and truly needed repeal. Such a plan would in essence be a "Contract with America" with only one promise, but the one that matters most right now: Repeal by a date certain, a date that is in black and white and backed up by the pledge of the nominee and the leaders of the party on the Hill, a repeal that would remove the cloud and by necessity be accompanied by budget that tackles the entitlement issues.
Or --best idea-- you can just choose to celebrate the 4rth and the undeniable fact that we live in the greatest country in history, one that has staged many comebacks and will again because the people, once aroused, do what is necessary and will do so again in November.
Scully is an amazing and inspiring American story --a poor kid in Depression-era Manhattan whose dad dies before he is five, whose mom has to go back to Ireland for a time and then returns to buy a small rooming house and remarry, a kid who was educated by nuns and Jesuits, got an education and a million-to-one break, and then worked, worked, worked to a position in the Baseball Hall of Fame and much more importantly in the hearts of millions of Americans. (You should see the email I got after this hour of radio from the people --old and young-- who aree simply addicted to the genial expertise and effortless grace of the best in the business.)
I began the hour this way:
There are some voices that make up the soundtrack of your life. For me, one of those voices was the late Herb Score, who was my constant and often illicit companion when the Indians were on a late night West Coast swing with a transistor radio under the covers. For other folks in New York, maybe, Mel Allen. In Philly, By Saam and Harry Kalas. In Detroit, Ernie Harwell. If you were a Cardinals or a White Sox or a Cubs fan at one time or another, it would be Harry Caray. But the man who has been the true voice of summer for millions for more than six decades, legendary Dodgers broadcaster Vin Scully, and he joins me now. Vin Scully, welcome to the Hugh Hewitt Show.
Thereafter Vin Scully simply dazzled with his story-telling. I hope the Hall of Fame knows enough to follow Scully around for a month and just capture his every thought for baseball's historians not yet born.