Believe me, Peter, you’re not getting talked out of anything by me. Last week I said I would bang my head against the wall all weekend if he picked Miers. He saved me from going into a self-induced coma by waiting until Monday, but my head is pretty sore from its appointment with the wall this morning. I expected, as David Frum said earlier this morning, that the president would get this one right because it is a big one and he gets the big ones right. Well, I’m pretty sure I was wrong (I say “pretty sure” because who the h*ll knows–maybe she’s the second coming of Justice Harlan). It ain’t the first time, and it sure won’t be the last, but at least I know when I make a mistake, it doesn’t get lifetime tenure.