Imagine you’re one of the most powerful people in the country, who has just finished your years-long project of rolling back any number of constitutional protections for people who can bear children, people who breath oxygen, people who don’t want to get shot in the street, and so on. How do you celebrate your well-earned summer break? With a so-so chunk of meat at the Morton’s Steakhouse location in Washington, D.C., of course!
And that, it so happens, is where Supreme Court justice and noted beer-lover Brett Kavanaugh ended up on Wednesday evening, until he chose to bid a not-so-hasty retreat through the back door because protesters — presumably incensed at the fact that this man lied his way into repealing bodily autonomy for a massive portion of this country — had rallied on the sidewalk out front. According to witnesses who spoke with Politico’s Daniel Lippman, the situation was so wild and out of control that Kavanaugh (who apparently couldn’t actually hear the commotion himself) didn’t even have time to finish his dessert! Quelle tragédie!
