What Was Missing: The Death of RBG

Published in El observador
(Colombia) on 22 September 2020
by Pablo Ramírez Uribe (link to originallink to original)
Translated from by Tom Walker. Edited by Helaine Schweitzer.
Last Friday, at 7:38 p.m. Washington, D.C. time, my girlfriend pressed pause on the show that we were watching. “Ruth Bader Ginsburg died,” she said. With my heart racing I asked, “What?” because with 46 days until the U.S. presidential election, this changed everything. Because with this, both political extremes were going to become entrenched. I repeated “no, no, no” and thought this is what we had been missing.

Let me explain. Ginsburg, one of the nine justices of the United States Supreme Court, died at age 87. An appointment to the Court, which is made by the president and confirmed by the Senate, is for the justice’s lifetime. It can move the country in a certain direction politically and leave it there for half a century. Because of this, controlling the court has been a key issue for Republican voters, because if Republicans control the court, they can restrict abortion, protect religious and gun rights, deny the importance of the LGBTQ community and confirm the importance of corporations. Just as RBG (as the justice was affectionately known) represented a vote on the left, being able to count on five or more votes on the right amounted to a checkmate. In another year, this would already be a big deal, but it is 2020 and everything is pushing us closer and closer to the cliff.

When conservative Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia died in 2016, President Barack Obama put forward centrist Merrick Garland for confirmation, knowing that the Republican Senate was against him all the way. Then Senate Republican Leader Mitch McConnell entered the picture. He said the Senate could not yet consider the nomination because the country was in an election and needed to wait until the country chose a new president. No matter that such a rule was invented there and then, no matter that it was 10 months to the election. The Senate accepted the decision, and it waited. Candidate Donald Trump released a list of judges that he would have nominated. Many voters who were unsure if they would vote for that crude and vulgar man were convinced by this. Two months after Trump was elected, Neil Gorsuch was sworn in as the ninth Supreme Court justice. Then in July of 2018, when justice Anthony Kennedy retired, Trump and the Republicans went all out to nominate and confirm a second justice, Brett Kavanaugh.

In May of last year, McConnell was asked if he would try to fill the vacant seat if a justice were to die during the presidential campaign. McConnell lowered his glass of iced tea, paused a second, and then, with a little smile, responded, “Of course we would fill it,” to an audience that broke out laughing. This pissed off the left in the U.S. And then came the jokes, although they were more like prayers, with people praying to all the saints and agreeing to donate body organs if necessary to help keep the cancer-stricken Justice Ginsburg alive.

But either way, Ginsburg died at 7:38 p.m. and at 9:00 p.m., McConnell issued a press release in which he confirmed that the Senate would vote on President Trump’s nominee. The fuse was lit. The Republicans were quick to say they agreed, out of fear they might lose the presidency and the Senate, and the opportunity to keep the country conservative for some 40 more years.

The Democrats are clamoring for the Republicans to fulfill their promise from 2016. If they don’t, the Democrats will do everything in their power to expand the number of members on the Court in January, something that has not been done in more than 100 years. What was labeled the “coronavirus election” is now going to be the “Supreme Court election." Voters who had not been very enthusiastic have suddenly felt the impulse to sign up now for the coming battle.

My girlfriend and I hung out. What else could we do? We turned on the news, because the one thing we were worrying about in an election as explosive as this was a lifeline for the right and fear for the progressives. That night, the two sides became further entrenched. There were 45 days left. The country is protesting the fact that this vacant Supreme Court seat has indeed provoked – is provoking – a fight over filling it.


Lo que faltaba: la muerte de RBG

El viernes pasado, a las 7:38 p.m, hora de Washington D.C, mi novia le puso pausa al show que veíamos. “Se murió Ruth Bader Ginsburg”. Con el corazón galopando pregunté: ¿"Qué?", porque a cuarenta y seis días de la elección presidencial de los Estados Unidos esto lo cambiaba todo. Porque con esto se iban a excavar trincheras desde los dos extremos políticos. Porque me repetía “no, no, no” y pensaba: esto era lo que nos faltaba.

Explico: falleció a los 87 años Ruth Bader Ginsburg, uno de los nueve jueces de la Corte Suprema de los Estados Unidos. Acá, un nombramiento a la Corte, de parte del presidente y confirmado por el Senado, es de por vida. Pueden mover al país en una dirección política y dejarlo ahí medio siglo. Por eso el controlar la dirección de la Corte ha sido tema esencial para el votante republicano, pues si se controla la Corte se puede restringir el aborto, proteger derechos religiosos y el uso de armas, negarle a la comunidad LGBTI su importancia y confirmarle a las corporaciones la suya. De la misma forma que RBG (como se le conocía afectivamente a la juez) representaba un voto de izquierda, poder contar con cinco ―o más― votos de derecha era jaque mate. Ya en otro año esto sería todo un acontecimiento, pero es el 2020 y todo nos lleva más y más hacia el precipicio.

Cuando el juez conservador Antonin Scalia murió en el 2016, el presidente Obama, sabiendo que el Senado republicano le llevaba la contraria en todo, nominó al centrista Merrick Garland para que lo confirmaran. Entró en escena el líder de los Republicanos en el Senado, Mitch McConnell, quien dijo que aún no, pues se estaba en plena elección, y se debía esperar a la persona que el país eligiera como su nuevo mandatario. No importaba que esa regla se la hubiera inventado ahí mismo, no importaba que se estuviera a diez meses de la elección. Se aceptó la decisión y se esperó. El candidato Donald Trump sacó una lista de jueces que nominaría; para muchos votantes que no sabían si votar por ese hombre burdo y vulgar, esto los convenció. A los dos meses de la elección de Trump, Neil Gorsuch se posesionó como el noveno juez de la Corte Suprema, y, cuando en julio del 2018 se retiró el juez Anthony Kennedy, Trump y los republicanos se fueron con todo para nominar y confirmar a un segundo juez, Brett Kavanaugh.

En mayo del año pasado se le preguntó a McConnell en un evento que, si fuera a morir un juez en plena época de campaña presidencial, se intentaría llenar el espacio vacío. McConnell bajó un vaso de té frío del que tomaba, esperó un segundo, y respondió con una sonrisita: “Pues claro que lo llenaríamos”. El auditorio soltó una carcajada. La izquierda del país se emberracó. Y salieron los chistes, aunque son más plegarias, de que la gente les rezaría a todos los santos y donaría los órganos que le hicieran falta para poder mantener viva a la juez Ginsburg, de casi noventa años, y con cáncer.

Pero ni modo; a las 7:38 p.m. murió Ruth Bader Ginsburg, y a las nueve el señor McConnell sacó un comunicado en el que confirmó que se votará por el candidato del presidente Trump. Se encendió la mecha. Rápidamente, los republicanos salieron a decir que estaban de acuerdo, pues temían que perdieran la Presidencia y el Senado y se les fuera esta oportunidad de dejar un país godo unos cuarenta años más.

Los demócratas claman que los republicanos cumplan su misma promesa del 2016 y, si no lo hacen, usarán todo su poder para expandir el número de integrantes de la Corte en enero, algo que no se ha hecho en más de cien años. Esta pasará ahora de ser la “elección del coronavirus” a la “elección de la Corte Suprema”. Los votantes, que no estaban muy entusiasmados, de repente sintieron un espasmo que los llamaba a alistarse, ahora sí, para las batallas que vienen.

Mi novia y yo colgamos. Ya qué. Prendimos las noticias, porque lo único que faltaba en una elección tan explosiva era un salvavidas para la derecha y un miedo para los progresistas. Esa noche se excavaron las trincheras. Quedaban 45 días. El país clamaría que ahora sí esto tocaba ―toca― pelearlo.
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