January 9, 2006

BITING THE HAND THAT PICKED HIM:

Opening Statement of Nominee Samuel Alito (The Associated Press, January 9, 2006)

I got here in part because of the community in which I grew up. It was a warm, but definitely an unpretentious, down-to-earth community. Most of the adults in the neighborhood were not college graduates. I attended the public schools. In my spare time, I played baseball and other sports with my friends.

And I have happy memories and strong memories of those days and good memories of the good sense and the decency of my friends and my neighbors.

And after I graduated from high school, I went a full 12 miles down the road, but really to a different world when I entered Princeton University. A generation earlier, I think that somebody from my background probably would not have felt fully comfortable at a college like Princeton. But, by the time I graduated from high school, things had changed.

And this was a time of great intellectual excitement for me. Both college and law school opened up new worlds of ideas. But this was back in the late 1960s and early 1970s.

It was a time of turmoil at colleges and universities. And I saw some very smart people and very privileged people behaving irresponsibly. And I couldn't help making a contrast between some of the worst of what I saw on the campus and the good sense and the decency of the people back in my own community.


It's wise to attack the intellectual elites even if they got him the nomination.

Posted by Orrin Judd at January 9, 2006 11:52 PM
Comments

Alito's slap at the university peace-creeps was masterful. Gentle, polite, good-humored and devastating.

". . .[V]ery smart and privileged people behaving irresponsibly" A reference to present-day peace-creeps, of course. A recognition that the culture war has continued from then to now, that we have won and they have lost.

Posted by: Lou Gots at January 10, 2006 9:20 AM

Bravo, Sam. Well said and not a moment too soon.

Posted by: erp at January 10, 2006 12:12 PM
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