| October 18—22, 2020 meanwhile... |
Hi, Linda.
Judge Barrett is fascinating. I admire her high wire act, though I disagree with her judicial philosophy of course. (Click “58 comments” under the video portal. I can’t correct typo for ‘Breyer’). Judge Textualist’s sleight-of-hand undermines itself when she admits that stare decisis “takes reliance interests into account” (Oct. 13), notwithstanding that the stature of precedent as institution undermines Textualism—and frames the pretense of Originalist attachment to the 18th century Framers (who didn’t intend to institutionalize their times, which I’ve argued in my own way). Accordingly, strictness always has a theory of reading (secret or not), what she calls “the legal calculus of the case” which is always a construed calculus; and which plays into a doctrine (secret or not) about application of strictness: what she calls “how I would structure my decision making process.” Her Textualism unwittingly floats out the window of cogency. Last week, I got the impulse to send you that card because I had a qwerky narrative to you here that I imagined you’d enjoy. The “branches and leaves” line was an afterthought, relative to my qwerky story. But better sense returned, and I filed it away. It was qwerkier than my message to you via Bonnie’s Facebook account last year, which I guess you didn’t see. So, here’s that. I hope you have a good laugh. I want you to know that I’d be happy to respond (without qwerky Attitude) about anything that interests you about past years—or about anything. I’d be genuinely glad to be useful any way I can. A thing about getting old—for me, at least—is interest in understanding the singular contin-uity of life (not to be jargonistic), which is why I think of you and Bonnie; and why I’ve invited contact, which traces back before 1989. (Late ’89, I didn’t know you were still with Bonnie. It didn’t even occur to me as possibility that you were still living together. I was supposed to visit Bonnie, one night I drove through Lexington from Mississippi, on a UC research project that required traveling. I accidently saw you in a window while I was parking, which so stunned me I didn’t go to the door, and had to leave Lexington the next morning for a scheduled meeting in Ohio.) The years of you in my life are happily recalled, which caused me to imagine that you recall happily, too. But I’ve been easy to contact for many years. I never sought to intrude. I trust you’re in good health. Go McGrath! I’ll be back here Nov. 7, same URL, new note. gary |