I’m sure you’ve heard by now that Dear Leader, caving in to pressure from the extreme right, yanked Harriet Miers’ nomination for the Supreme Court this morning… Yes, as much as he would have loved to have had his personal attorney on the high court (to be his eyes and ears during the now quite probable impeachment proceedings), it seems that he felt he needed the support of his rabid, lunatic base even more.

Ralph G. Neas, President of People For the American Way, puts it this way:

“It’s an astonishing spectacle. The unelected power-brokers of the far right have forced the withdrawal of President Bush’s own Supreme Court nominee, before a confirmation hearing has even been held. President Bush’s complete capitulation to the far-right interest groups is astounding. The ultra-right wing dominance of Republican Party politics is complete, and they have dealt a terrible blow to an already weakened President and his administration… Right-wingers are openly saying they elected Bush to put a battle-ready ultraconservative on the court to replace the moderate Sandra Day O’Connor, and they’re demanding a new choice — bipartisanship, moderation and mainstream Americans be damned.”

Apparently the evangelicals didn’t believe Bush when he whispered to them by proxy, “Trust me, she’ll do whatever I say when it comes to mandating our beautiful culture of life,” and they let him know it. The little monsters that he and Rove created turned on him and he didn’t like it one bit. It didn’t matter what Rove told Dobson. No assurances, it seems, could overcome the fact that they wanted someone who they really knew they could count on when it came to overturning Roe v. Wade — someone — pardon me for being so blunt – without a pussy. (They’ll say it that it’s because she didn’t have a background in “constitutional law,” but that’s just code for “she doesn’t have a cock.”)

It’s just wasn’t enough that Miers made it this far in life without having children, or, probably, sex. There’s still too much danger that she might, once she’s sworn in, decide that it’s her job to protect the rights of women – Bush and Dobson be damned.

So, know it’s official, in case you had any doubt at all – our President is the bitch of the far right, and, in order to prove it, he isn’t going to hold anything back with his next nomination, which many feel could come as early as tomorrow. (The thought being that the administration might want to deflect some of the press that would otherwise be obsessing on the indictments of key White House personnel that are also expected tomorrow.)

Some, like our friends over at America Blog, are looking forward to the ensuing battle. They’re convinced that when Bush offers up a nomination that will appeal to the far right, that the majority of Americans will recoil in horror and then lash out like they’ve been unwilling to before. Essentially, they’re thinking that this is going to be the moment when the Republicans in power reveal who they really are, and send the moderates scurrying to the left. I’d like to think that’s the case, but I don’t know. Either way, it’s going to be war, and it’s going to be ugly.

Tomorrow, I get the feeling, might be one hell of a day.