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The Bath County News-Outlook Thursday, December 4,2003 The Rule of Law The Alabama Court of the Judiciary, a special ethics panel, removed Alabama's Chief Justice,  Roy S. Moore, from office in November, for his failure to follow a federal court order. The order required the removal of a monument of the Ten Commandments from the lobby of the state judicial building. It is expected Moore will appeal his ouster to the Alabama Supreme Court. It is important to realize that Moore was not removed from office for having the monument placed in the lobby. He was removed for refusing to obey a direct federal court order and thus "the chief justice placed himself above the law", said the head of the panel. This is an important point. At many times in our hist9ry, there have been ardent disputes involving disagreement between opposing factions concerning the correctness of their positions, both sides acting in good faith. When these disputes are resolved in court, the losing pay generally submits to the judiciary's judgment. That is our American way. The dispute between AI Gore and George W. Bush, as to who won Florida's vote in the 2000 presidential election, is a classic example. After the United States Supreme Court prohibited a recount, giving Bush the victory, Gore acknowledged he had lost. Had he failed to do so, chaos might have erupted over who the rightful winner was. Right or wrong, our form of govern- ment gives the Supreme Court the final say, and Gore accepted this. LikeWise, hundreds of thousands of disputes have been resolved by the courts, with the result accepted and followed by the losing party. Whenever a higher court orders or reverses a lower court decision, it is basic law that the higher court's deci- sion is to be followed. Mr. Moore was ordered by a federal court to remove the monument. He appealed and the Federal Court of Appeals upheld the lower court's order. The Supreme Court refused to hear the appeal. As a party to the litigation, Moore had an obli- gation to follow the order. As a judge, he also had an obligation. It took the unanimous vote of the other members of the Alabama Supreme Court to eventually have lhe monument removed. Moore's action in failing to remove the monument, was akin to George Wallace standing in the doorway to block a black stu- dent from entering the University O f Alabama for the first time, pursuant to a federal court order. As a matter of law, it was inde- fensible. If we, as a people, believe we are free to ignore court orders, we must be ready to accept the civil unrest that will undoubted- ly follow. As a judge, Moore should have especially been aware of this. His removal was caused because he lacked the most basic requirement for judicial office: respect for the rule of law. Former Supreme Court Justice Arthur J. Goldberg stated this wel|when he said, 'A"country wherejtldges are' faithful  the popular Will,,, to the exeeutiVe ortb the, legilath'ee, 'ather than to, the rule of law, will not be a democratic country worthy of the name." In some areas of the country, there is much popular sentiment in favor of posting the Ten Commandments in public buildings. However, the United States Supreme Court has held since 1970 that the Ten Commandments are inherently religious and cannot be promoted in government buildings due to the First Amendment's prohibition of state-sponsored religion, it is the right of those who disagree, to petition the courts for review of this decision. However, it is also their responsibility to accept whatever ruling the courts then make and to abide by it. Everyone nasa 'slow one' in the family so you have to learn to communicate with There were two sisters, one blonde and one brunette, who inherit the family ranch. In order to keep the bank from repossessing the ranch, they need to purchase a bull so that they can breed their own stock. Upon leaving, the brunette tells her sister, "When I get there, if I decide to buy the bull, 3'11 contact you to drive out after me and haul it home." The brunette arrives at the man's ranch, inspects the bull, and decides she wants to buy it. The man tells her that he will sell it for $599, and not a penny less. After paying him, she drives to the nearest town to send her sis- ter a telegram to tell her the realizes that she'll only be able to send her sister one word. After thinking for a few min- utes, she nods, and says, "I want you to send her the word "comfortable". The telegraph operator shakes his head, "How is she ever going ! to know that you want her to hitch the trailer to your pickup be. "He and my husband don't get along." oooooKMoooo Two boys were walking home from Sunday school after hear- ing a strong preaching on the devil. One said to the other, "What do you think about all this Satan stuff?" The other boy replied, "Well, you know how Santa Claus turned out. It's probably just your dad." ooooo/ooooo Like everyone else, we ate entirely too much on Thanksgiving and will be eating , leftovers for many days to come. Like Christmas, this is the 12 Days Of Thanksgiving, as it serving bison that first we'd be Thanksgiving until April. On the Fifth Day ..... We gobble up cubed casserole and pray for a of naked turkey carcass. On the Sixth Day ..... We show gratitude (sort c the creative cook, who cashews at the turkey and Oriental. On the Seventh We forgive our pass the turkey-nugget On the Eighth Day ..... The word "vegetarian" popping into our heads. On the Ninth Day ..... We check our hair to sure we're not be :'newS'. She Wal into the' tele '- ' trhek and"dffVe outlal' t6 heal ..... SeeS't0"jllSt g'b/Sn,-'afld'orI. " graph office; and s, "Iwant't  that bull back to your ranch if send a telegram' to my sister telling her that I've bought a bull for our ranch. I need her to hitch the trailer to our pickup truck and drive out here so we can haul it home." The telegraph operator explains that he'll be glad to help her, then adds, "it's just 99-cents a word." Well, after paying for the bull, the brunette only has $1 left. She you send her the word, comfort- able. The brunette explains, "My si'ster's blonde. The word's big. She'll read it slow." ("com-for- da-bull"). ooKMoo Will the father be present dur- ing the birth?" asked the obste- trician solicitously. "Nah," replied the mother-to- slSr-oiit t'6ifhrs. On the First Day. .... We give thanks for the fresh turkey feast and its hot trim- mings. On the Second Day ..... We bless the cold turkey sand- wiches, sloshy cranberry sauce, and hard rolls. On the Third Day ..... We praise the turkey pie and vintage mixed veggies. On the Frurth Day ..... We thank the pilgi-ims for not On the Tenth We hope that the win kabobs catch fire broiler. On the Eleventh Day ..... We smile over the gizzard because the thi are in sight. On the Twelfth We apologize for of turkey leftovers. And everybody says From the files of "RUSS METZ", 1919-1996 'Sunday Neur,)sis' Is A Disease We Can Live With Like to spen d your weekends draped over a couch, or puttering around the barbecue pit or home workshop? Baby, you are a Sunday neurotic. That's what you are. Apparently when the head shrinking business gets a little slow these big city mind benders dream up new twists to qualify patients. A New York shrink diagnoses a,s "Sunday neurosis" what most of us thought is a pretty good way to spend a quiet, leisurely weekend. He claims too much leisure can lead to this ailment, which is actu- ally a ,severe ease of blues caused by an inner compulsion to work. He is not looking at the same couches that I see. The characters in my town found decorating the furniture on weekends all have smiles on their faces. The only blues I can see is on their backsides from the first stages of gangrene. "In America and Britain," the psychiatrist says, "there are thou- sands of people who have two or even three jobs because they are apparently not able or ready to use their free time." I'm sure glad to learn this. Somewhere I got the silly idea it was for the money. But after reading this, I know better. The doctors scoff at the notion that people will learn to handle free time by themselves. Psychiatry must find a way to give them a helping hand, he insists, and starts passing out his business cards so he will have enough cus- tomers to keep himself from coming down with the horrible neut sis. As a professional loafer, who takes a prone attitude at the thought of work, I fred it hard to swallow that anyone is suffering from idle fatigue. I challenge that dude to stand in front of a factory entrance when the quitting whistle blows, or try to get a friend help you grub sprouts on a weekend. I don't say people don't develop idle fatigue, but it is a disease we have Ieamed to live with. A few years ago, the Bureau of Labor Statistics ran a survey to find out what kind of a nut a moonlighter was, and why they work so hard. It found that the typical moonlighter is a young married man with children. He has one full-time job and works about 13 hours a week at something else. He is most likely to be a school teacher, farmer postman or a fireman. People moonlight, basically, because they don't earn enough money to suit them at their primary jobs. The survey showed that moonlighting is inversely related to weekly earnings ranging from 12% of mamed men earning below $60 a week, down to a little less than 6% of mamed men knocking down $200 or more a week. The report doesn't pinpoint it, but rather calls it a desire "to main- tain the standard of living they feel their status demands.' 7 My wife couldn't have said it better. It hasn't a thing to do with free time, other than the fact that misuse of free time is how men get married and have to moonlight to live with it. You don't find many moonlighting newspapermen. Theyconsider any kind of work moonlighting. -RM- Ralphie Nader, you can't see the hubcaps for the wheels. No doubt with a new batch of iron coffins coming out of Detroit, you'll have a new batch of complaints. Not half as many as those who buy the cars, but yours will get better mileage. You'll gripe about the steering, the brakes, the engine mounts, seat belts and bumpers. You're in a rut with trivial things and have never hit on the most important deficit of the whole automobile industry. I can excuse you to some degree because you are a bachelor. But if you are going to be a castiron consumers' critic, you're going to have to I remember that girls consume things, too, like men. Before the federal government meddled into it, I could have made an automobile manufacturer a cool billion clams. You'd probably have griped about that, too, and I would have cried all over my fleet of Cadillacs. This would have made me the shining knight and you would still be stumbling along with your pockets full of square bear- ings. Now that the government has opened wide pub and privy, there is little left for man to put asunder. Unless discrimination can be proved and that's where you come in. Have you ever thought about how auto makers have discriminated against women during the last 40 years? You haven't? Then let me enlighten you considerably, before the ladies march on Detroit demanding emancipation and you're caught with your rum- ble seat down. Look at today's cars. What do you see? I mean besides the weak bumpers, sloppy wheel alignment, cracked carburetor link- age and polluting engines. You see a tasteless, unisex lemon, that's what you see. Too badly put together for a man and too uncompro- misingly male for a lady. Automobiles are designed with the sissy male in mind. They're like jump suits with built-in bras. NotLody feels They make you feel like the leading man at a shotgun wedding, the only way to go because you know you can't look back. They build little cars, big cars, long cars and squatty cars, but cars are designed expressly for the people who make the final sion on any new car purchase. I am surprised Bella Abzug buckled on her axe before now and stormed 'out to chop up a of chauvinistically male-type automobiles to start a repeal ment. It would serve you and Detroit right for not giving the equal rights on the road. On my car, I can't see the speedometer because the is in the way. For the same reason, my wife can't see chug holeS beer cans in the road. It doesn't matter that much to me. I telephone poles going by to calculate my speed. It does wife, throws off her timing for hitting pedestrians. It is absolutely unfair and an inequity to put a woman in of cars they build today. All the instnunents have strangle titles when all the girls need are three gauges marked: whatsit and doojiggy. All other fi'ills like switches and should be hidden under the seat along with the old baby bottles discarded dress price tags. Turn signals never work properly for the girls wards. They would much prefer to roll down their glass three and wiggle a couple of fingers for the driver behind to read. dries their nail polish. Besides women never make up their which way they are going to turn until the last second so turn and brake lights are too slow to be of any use to them. A femi-fliver ought to come with something loose and the front seat. Women feel uncomfortable and nervous unless have a kid or potted geranium draped over them while driving. view mirrors must be mounted directly in front of them. It is too gerotts to drive from the center of the eye shadow. Insurance companies claim women are good driver risks. It No man driver in his right mind is going to get within woman-driven car and there are only so many parking meter and barbed wire fences you can hit in any given year. They even better risks in cars made for them. So far the only. vehicles built for women are school buses. make terrific bus drivers. The noise level is about the same as home environment and women are the only ones skilled in kids and driving at the same time. Maybe the female car ought to look like a bus. Most built like school buses. It should be a fitting fate for them. Onward, Upward