"Arrr! A mighty gavel be gone, vanished like a treasure chest from the Supreme Court's hold! What devilry be this?"
2025-02-24
Arrr, matey! The justices be hoistin' the sails on summary reversals, those scrawl'd fixin's for blunderin’ courts! It’s like they’ve decided to let the scallywags stumble about without takin’ a proper whack with the cutlass! A fine mess they be makin’, aye!
Arrr mateys! Gather ‘round and lend yer ears to a tale of the justices, those landlubbers in fine wigs, who’ve all but cast aside their trusty scallywag tool known as the summary reversal. Aye, these be the unsigned scrolls they wield to smite the bumbling blunders of inferior courts, like a captain swattin’ a pesky fly on a sun-soaked deck!Once upon a time, these wise fellows would unleash their mighty quills, fixin’ the egregious errors with a flourish most fine. But alas, it seems they’ve grown weary of the task, as if they’ve decided to swap their judicial robes for a cozy hammock on a tropical isle, drinkin’ rum and watchin’ the sunset instead! Aye, the errors of lower courts now be driftin’ like a ghost ship over the horizon, left uncorrected and as wild as a crew of drunken buccaneers.
So here we sit, ye and I, awaitin’ the day when the justices shall return from their holiday of sloth, armed with their quills and ready to right the wrongs! Until then, we must navigate the choppy seas of legal madness, hopin’ the winds of justice blow favorably upon us. Yarrr! Let’s hoist the flag of confusion and set sail into the stormy waters of the law!