The hilarious and depressing America: The Book asks three pointed questions in a rapid-fire assault on your intellect and self-identification as a responsible citizen: How many members of the Supreme Court can you name? How many members of the Brady Bunch can you name? And what does that say about you?
Nothing good, I’m embarrassed to admit. For the layperson, the Supreme Court is probably the least exciting of the government’s three branches, but I’d like to be able to participate in a conversation when it comes up — and my guess is that it will come up plenty in the coming year. I don’t want to be in a deep discussion with my intellectual superiors and confuse Justice Breyer with a brand of ice cream. Do you?
And since there are only 9 justices, and they only change the lineup one at a time every few years, it shouldn’t be too hard to keep up with. There’s even an official Supreme Court website to help, and I’ve made it a link so all you have to do is click. Go ahead. Click. Or, if you’d prefer, click this one instead, if that’s what you want.
I don’t judge; that’s for the Supreme Court to do.