No Comment? Well Done.

Harriet, I’m impressed. Truly. Not that you’re out to impress me, or seek my approval. But you have it. Not necessarily on the Supreme Courty stuff. Verdict’s still out on that one. I’m talking about the little things. On how you handle yourself. On your restraint. On your choice of silence.

Like today, when you were grilled about your stance on abortion. Your response? “I really appreciate your questions, and I hope you have a good day.”

Wow. It’s not your impervious Pollyannish tone that impresses me; rather, it’s your sheer mastery at disregarding the question. I’m jealous, really. How many times I’ve wanted to avoid an uncomfortable discussion about intimate topics with, say, a potential sexual partner with a simple: “Do I have any STDs? I hope you like tiramisu.”

I, for one, look forward to your Supreme Court decisions.

Q: “What do you think about the right to privacy?”
A: “I’m glad you asked. Isn’t it New York beautiful this time of year?”

Q: “Where do you stand on affirmative action?”
A: “That’s a very interesting issue. Craigslist is amazing.”

Q: “What is your position on eminent domain?”
A: “Great question. Go Cubs.”

Harriet, this isn’t a criticism. It’s a compliment. One that I would hope you’d accept, thank me for, and file alphabetically.