Perhaps Wallace is "arrogant," although I haven't seen that in reading a couple of his posts.
However, there's little question that the judiciary has become arrogant. In the Schiavo case, Greer has managed to become the very symbol of Judicial Arrogance, through the simple expedient of ignoring the requirement to "choose life." While Greer is not the first jurist to go this route, (Roe v Wade's majority was...) he is the first who has achieved national exposure by ignoring this principle on a living adult.
I have no idea what motivates Greer (and the rest of the FLA appeals-types, or for that matter the Federalistas who have simply contravened the will of Congress in the last 3 days.) I have no idea why Greer does not examine evidence which tends to contradict that which he has already examined. I have no idea why he does not say "Well, there are newer and better medical technologies which may give me a better understanding of Terri's condition...."
But I DO have an idea that this arrogant jackass Greer has gone a long way toward demolishing the concept that the United States is a "chosen land." And the consequences of his arrogance have yet to be played out--but they will be significant.
He has certainly assisted those who are making the case that the Judiciary as a whole is out of control and in LaLaLand. Further, he is personally making the case that Judges Will Not Be Questioned.
Only 140 years ago, the US lost 600 thousand men partially over the Dred Scott decision.
My response to Greer: your decision cannot stand in any society which respects First Things. It MUST not stand.
The pull-the-tube people say, "She must hate being brain-damaged." Well, yes, she must. (This line of argument presumes she is to some degree or in some way thinking or experiencing emotions.) Who wouldn't feel extreme sadness at being extremely disabled? I'd weep every day, wouldn't you? But consider your life. Are there not facets of it, or facts of it, that make you feel extremely sad, pained, frustrated, angry? But you're still glad you're alive, aren't you? Me too. No one enjoys a deathbed. Very few want to leave. Terri Schiavo may well die. No good will come of it. Those who are half in love with death will only become more red-fanged and ravenous. And those who are still learning--our children--oh, what terrible lessons they're learning. What terrible stories are shaping them. They're witnessing the Schiavo drama on television and hearing it on radio. They are seeing a society--their society, their people--on the verge of famously accepting, even embracing, the idea that a damaged life is a throwaway life. Our children have been reared in the age of abortion, and are coming of age in a time when seemingly respectable people are enthusiastic for euthanasia. It cannot be good for our children, and the world they will make, that they are given this new lesson that human life is not precious, not touched by the divine, not of infinite value. Once you "know" that--that human life is not so special after all--then everything is possible, and none of it is good. When a society comes to believe that human life is not inherently worth living, it is a slippery slope to the gas chamber. You wind up on a low road that twists past Columbine and leads toward Auschwitz. Today that road runs through Pinellas Park, Fla. Food for more thought...