The Supreme Court just handed down a big, fat bummer without even issuing a ruling.
All the justices had to do was gavel three days of “Obamacare” hearings to a close, and hundreds of protesters and professional line-standers suddenly had to confront a question more nettlesome than the Commerce Clause:
The party’s over, and all the protesters, who’ve had a ball for days, and all the professional line-standers, who’ve made pretty good money, have to find something else to do.
Which raises another question: What the heck does a 78-year-old guy in a giant foam justice head — he thinks it’s Justice John Paul Stevens but isn’t sure — do all day when there’s not a historic Supreme Court case to protest?
The Silver Spring resident, who goes by Moondancer, plays Santa in season. He’s got a massage sideline, plus a number of odd jobs. And he’s got a trip planned to Brazil, where he went previously for dental work because it was cheaper than in the U.S.