SCOTUS and My Days of Wrath

Susan Lilley must be heard!

“This was a genteel party with a Christmas tree and dressed up Christmas children running around. But because I was now associated with “women’s lib” as people still said in 1980s, this otherwise gentlemanly, mama-kissing, yes-ma’aming, chivalrous fellow felt perfectly entitled to talk to me that way in polite company…

I threw my drink in his face. I did it without thinking, and it was as if a dozen dead kittens just fell into the middle of this beautiful sparkly party. My husband suddenly appeared and we left the party in short order. I was talked about all week as the crazy woman who made a scene.”