I've got some sympathy for John Roberts. Being forced to sit in a chair and furrow his brow attentively as God knows how many senators read plodding, intermittently coherent opening statements can't be a good way to spend your morning. It's even lamer when each one tells you how to answer the questions of his/her colleagues, reminds you what job you're up for, and contradicts the blusterbuss sitting to their left. If we're going to ask him some questions, let's ask him some goddamn questions, otherwise, someone, for the love of all that is holy, please forcibly remove Orrin Hatch from the microphone.
