Justice Douglas: An Anniversary Fragment for a Friend, 26 U. CHI. L. REV. 2 (1958)
Supreme Court justices, by and large, are a pretty dull and anonymous lot to the average man. An occasional Holmes may become a legend on a Civil War record, a Back Bay claque, longevity, and flowering moustachios. An occasional Hughes may become familiar by running for the presidency and sporting a full-rigged beard. But the nine men in their marble temple, even when they are Dred Scotting or anti-New Dealing or desegregating, usually make the news en masse; it is not they but the Court that has done this wonderful or terrible thing; and who is that character sitting second from the left? Namelessness springs in part, of course, from the Garbo-like withdrawal that almost all the Justices affect, once they are Justices. But there is something more. These are the ultimate among egg-heads; their world is a world of sheer thinking; they write in and of the ratiocinations of law. Indeed, the law—save for frolics and detours on the same intellectually stratospheric level—is generally their life.
Date of Authorship for this Version
Rodell, Fred, "Justice Douglas: An Anniversary Fragment for a Friend" (1958). Faculty Scholarship Series. Paper 2752.