Every family has a black sheep. Mine is Cousin Antonin.
Honestly, he's such an embarrassment.
Yesterday he penned the majority opinion for the Supreme Court's decision to uphold the FCC ban on "fleeting" expletives on broadcast television...which he referred to as the 's-word' and the 'f-word.'
I called him, said "SHIT" and hung up. Then I called back around 2 AM and yelled "FUCK!"
He knew it was me.
Irony is truly lost on Antonin. As his collegue Justice Stevens pointed out, broadcast television is replete with advertisements for feminine hygiene and urinary incontinence products, not to mention wink-wink-nod-nod ads for erectile dysfunction treatment.
But Cousin Antonin clearly prefers erectile dysfunction to the "f-word."
Explains a lot about him, doesn't it?
Such an embarrassment.