Ponnuru for Scotus! Ponnuru for Scotus! Ponnuru for Scotus! Say it three times and it starts to not only sound good, but sounds possible. And who can not smile at the image of Ralph Neas being handed the latest decision from the bench, crumping it in a white-knuckled fist, dropping to his knees and shouting heavenward: “Ponnnnnnuuuurrruuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!”