(To the tune of “Ol’ Man River,” by Jerome Kern and Oscar Hammerstein II, from the 1927 musical show “Showboat”)


Here we all live by a constitution.
We’ve a High Court to proclaim its voice.
The President submits a nomination.
The Senate confirms or rejects his choice.

Republicans say screw the constitution.
Chances of hearings, not even slim.
“Scalia’s seat is our own for keeping.
Want a new Justice who’ll vote like him.”


Hold no hearings.
We’ll hold no hearings.
Mitch tells Obama
Spare us the drama.
We’ll hold no hearings.
There’ll be no hearings this year.

And Merrick Garland
Won’t mete out justice.
The cards in our hand
Laid-out say just this.
We’ll hold no hearings.
There’ll be no hearings this year.


Democrats can rant and worm.
His nomination we’ll not confirm.
But, heads you lose, tails you lose.
Should President Trump be the one to choose.


Call us laggards.
Say we’re stonewalling.
Approval ratings
Can just keep falling.
We’ll hold no hearings.
There’ll be no hearings this year.

Lyric © 2016 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
All rights reserved.



The U.S. Supreme Court has again granted corporations constitutional rights many thought were available only to individuals.  First Freedom of Speech to Super-Pacs that they might buy elections; and, now Freedom of Religion to closely held corporations that they may deny health care contraception coverage to employees.  But, we know that corporations are not people. Corporations are not born; they are organized to make a buck.   Corporations are mercenary.  They have one religion – the bottom line.  That our highest court is willing to put corporate existence on a level with personal existence is sad commentary on our culture. If the corporate board-rooms had their way, child labor would still be permitted.  Yet our highest court has now endowed these mock creatures of capital with human concerns about religious freedom and political expression that must be protected.  But, who will protect us from these corporations?

(To tune of “People,” by Jule Styne and Bob Merrill, from 1964 Broadway show “Funny Girl”)

Corporation people
Aren’t people like we know
In the world
Call them persons
Artificial persons
They don’t feel what we feel inside
Are moved by net profit’s tide
Like machines, not people
Real people

Are very handy people
Corporate people use workers
In their world
There were children
Our very precious children
Working long after light
Yet working late into night
For pennies paid to enslave

Until some brave people
Who were people
Ordinary people
Told those non-people people,
“Not in our world!”

Lyric ©  2014 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
All rights reserved