Roses for RBG. Last week, after a lifetime of service to this country, and to the institution of the court that she revered, the honorable Ruth Bader Ginsburg passed away. She led a remarkable career and life, as has been noted often since her passing, and I’m sure we’ll hear a great deal more about her accomplishments in the coming days and months. But as with the passing of Antonin Scalia I found myself this weekend rather less affected by the specific substance of Ginsburg’s professional achievements as I was by her character, and in particular the wisdom and grace with which she pursued relationships with justices from “the wrong side” of the bench.

When Scalia passed, many of his detractors engaged in a display of joy as predictable in the age of Twitter as it was grisly, but Ginsburg’s eulogy hinted at a world of collegiality and love among rivals that felt unreal to me even a few years back, and is near unfathomable today.