It's So Very Nice that Brain-Dead Morons Have a Place on SCOTUS

Regarding the Kennedy/Breyer opinions about the Guantanomo scum (to be referred to henceforth as "The Guano"):

The President doesn't have to go to Congress for war powers. That power is his by virtue of something I like to call "the US Constitution," you f***ing "intellectual giants!" Did you ever bother to read it?

And, Nancy Pelosi -- the Guano don't have Constitutional rights. Those are for citizens of the US -- that's in there too. But I know you're just a girl, so it's not as bad that you don't know that.

Update: They're not just stupid, they're arrogant; Kennedy lectures our President on needing to go to Congress to get the authority he was granted by the Constitution. But he ignores the clear language, pointed out by Scalia in his dissent, that Congress had forbidden any court to here this very case. Breathtaking.

Rides

Yesterday I did 47 miles once the oppressive 36 hour rain finally took its leave. It was too chilly for June -- I wore arm warmers for all but the last ten miles, when the sun finally came out in force and warmed things up (in concert with the beastly mile-and-a-half long, brutally steep climb at that point). The north wind was a Saddam Hussein affair -- it was my ally for the front half of the ride, almost a direct tailwind as I headed to hills down south. But I knew even then that I might one day have to go head-to-head with its evil, and my Desert Storm came all too soon as I headed back north. My battle, however, was no cakewalk -- more of a Somme-style trench warfare quagmire.

Today I towed the chunky young spud for ten or twelve miles. He makes the smaller hills a real workout too. I'm counting on the strength training from hauling his princely (m)ass up the nearby climbs to make my ride up Hogpen Gap a breeze this fall.