The shockwave of Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg’s sudden and untimely death swept across the American left Friday night, leveling weekend plans and obliterating any hope of a relaxing evening. And of course, her death is a tragedy — the justifiably renowned Ginsburg had clung gamely to her seat throughout the Trump era, despite spiraling health problems, so that a Democrat might fill her seat sometime after he was ousted. But it was not meant to be. Her passing, instead, will inevitably set off an intense and ugly political battle as the November election approaches.
Yet when I read the news, I found myself feeling much more sanguine than many of my friends who were doom-scrolling and panic-texting me.