“Sure, put a woman in there and she’s happy?”
You’re saying that we screwed up the deal?
What deal? Where do you get such notions?
You seem to make a giant leap in assuming that you know what would make Ruth Ginsberg happy (as if it had any relevency anywhere.)
Were you or are you privy to some unspoken deal that had been conjured that had been drafted to constitute an even trade of Miers for Ginzzy? (as if it had any relevancy anywhere)
Ask her yourself.