When President Bush nominated John Roberts to the Supreme Court, things got off to a really fast start. In fact, pretty much everything and everyone fell into place right away. I spoofed that in a series of voice-bubbled photos, which I called Anatomy of a Nomination.
It didn't quite work that way when President Bush announced his nomination of Harriet Miers, who seems to be speaking French in this photo:
Perhaps David Gregory was at the press conference.
Anyway, people quickly realized that Harriet Miers was something of an empty vessel into which all of us would have to pour our hopes . . . and our fears. In fact, right away, Miers became some people's dreams, and other people's nightmares.
Let's start with the obvious.
The President's dream:
Charles Krauthammer's nightmare:
Ann Coulter's nightmare:
National Review editors' nightmare:
Hugh Hewitt's dream:
Maureen Dowd's hallucination:
David Brooks's nightmare:
UPDATE: See the next photoshop essay "The Dems stumble on Miers"
UPDATE: In case you want to read my less frivolous thoughts on the nomination, here they are in order of appearance:
A gentleman's D-
Maybe it really IS Harriet Miers's blog
Harriet Miers gets some advice
Harriet Miers's underwhelming support
Balkin on Miers
More on Miers's qualifications
In which a Miers supporter finally loses it