From a political and legal perspective, the loss of
conservative jurist Antonin Scalia is monumental. The Sensible Conservative can only hope that
a Republican president is elected in November who will find and select a worthy
successor in Scalia’s mold. Truly, the
nature (the future) of our constitutional republic is at issue.
Justice Scalia certainly will long be remembered for doing
as much as he could to honor and respect the Constitution created by our nation’s
founders.
Yet to mention only his contributions to strict
constitutional constructionism is to short-change his life.
Remarkably in this day and age of common place venomous discourse
in public life, Antonin Scalia chose a different course.
Plainly he was a man of strong convictions who often
expressed them in strong, often biting, terms against those with whom he
disagreed. But it wasn’t personal.
His conduct exemplified the obvious fact that each of us
can only do what we can in the short time on earth we have. Fight hard, but don’t hold grudges against
those whose contrary views are well-intentioned. Our foes may be deeply in error, but in time
reality will correct their wayward ways, even if they don’t. Will the correction come soon enough to
reverse the harm caused? Who knows? But as long as our free society exists,
America is not without hope.
In the meantime, make the best of it. Be a loyal and good friend to those who merit
friendship – require only a good spirit not ideological or political
comradeship.
[Justice Ginsberg, probably the most liberal jurist on the
High Court, described Antonin Scalia, upon hearing of his death, as a “good
buddy”.]
And, by all means, enjoy life. Don’t wallow in pessimism no matter how
justified such an attitude may appear… It’s hard not to feel that way when viewing
the moral decay seemingly all around.
But that serves no purpose except to depress the person who harbors it.
Justice Scalia didn’t.
He was well known for weekly poker parties – long before the game
recovered its current popularity. And he
was an avid outdoorsman who enjoyed hunting.
There was something poetic in the seventy-nine year old judicial genius
dying (almost) with his boots on. He passed
away in Texas on a weekend hunting trip.
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