Nobody who watched Brett Kavanaugh's barroom-pest performance before the Senate Judiciary Committee came away with any doubt that PJ and Squee's pal has a skin so thin that, if he swallowed a firefly, he'd glow like a Japanese lantern. There were, however, some people who thought that, once he bellowed and blustered into his current luxurious lifetime gig, Mr. Justice Kavanaugh might put down the grievance pipe for a spell. I was not one of those people. I feel even better about that call now that this irrefutable characteristic has seeped into his official rulings.
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Tuesday, February 08, 2022
How Thin-Skinned is Brett Kavanaugh?
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