My favorite moment in Supreme Court nominee Sonia Sotomayor's confirmation hearings was when Judge Sotomayor spoke earnestly about being inspired by a particular episode of the classic TV series Perry Mason. Newly installed Minnesota Sen. Al Franken leaned into his microphone and deadpanned: "What was the one case in Perry Mason that [District Attorney Hamilton] Burger won?"
His satire was so subtle, even Judge Sotomayor seemed caught off guard, addressing his question at first seriously and succinctly. He had to deliver another wry line, "Didn't the White House prepare you for that [line of questioning]?" before she lowered her head into her hands, smiling broadly. For a brief moment, Judge Sotomayor could exhale and let down her guard.
Bravo, Senator Franken. With one simple, witty question delivered in your best uber-statesman voice, you exposed the rampant grandstanding characterizing these and so many previous televised hearings. All those questions asked simply so the questioner could claim some camera face-time. More questions asked so that the questioner's constituents could see proof that he or she was not off lunching with lobbyists or loitering in airport restrooms. The countless concluding, speechifying questions asked just to get something on the record for future campaign use. Blah, blah, blah.
