A despicable Supreme Court decision bears predictable fruit

In my first draft of this post, I had expressed in vividly metaphorical terms my disgust at the continuing consequences of one of the four or five all-time grotesquely, appalingly, moronically, despicably, contemptibly, immorally wrong Supreme Court decisions -- one which, in a perfecly ordered Republic, would have resulted in the instant impeachment and disbarment of all Justices concurring in the decision. But since the metaphor was of Madam Kelo and her brothel in which the girls had no choice but to submit to the politicians' lust, the imagery got too vivid for a semi-family blog. So I'll just link to the story and say that there is no place for the City Council of Sand Springs, or for the guilty Justices, in sane, civilized, moral society.

Despicable is far too kind a word for anyone involved. That includes you, Justice Souter, and you, Mayor Bob Walker, and...

Maybe I'll calm down and find out more information about the Sand Springs travesty or something and revise my opinion of the Sand Springs people slightly. But Kelo is a sick joke and nothing the conspiring Justices can ever do will erase their infamy.

Not that I feel strongly about it or anything.

HT: The Anchoress