The Scalia... er.. Scale is Tipping

Anyday now, I expect to hear that Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia will totally come unhinged and appear in open court wearing a bustierre, garter, fishnets, and heels while singing Poynter Sisters' hits. I mean, he's just been on this very strange side trip for sometime now, and he keeps steering to the far right out toward Neptune. You figure sometimes, he feels he's Michael Douglas in "The Star Chamber", only he decided the Star Chamber was "his due".

Now - as opposed to all the other times he's been - controversial because he forgot to tell reporters covering some damned speech of his that they couldn't tape him, so he had a federal marshal go to the reporters and demand they destroy their recordings.

I'm sure there's an illness in the DSM-III with his picture on it.