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Making the Supreme Court
Making the Supreme Court
The Politics of Appointments, 1930–2020
Charles M. Cameron
Princeton University
Jonathan P. Kastellec
Princeton University
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Acknowledgments
5. Interest Groups
6. The Media
Co-authored with Leeann Bass and Julian Dean
7. Public Opinion
15. Conclusion
Notes
Bibliography
Index
Acknowledgments
WHAT HAPPENED
1
Then and Now
***
If Roosevelt and his advisors could have looked into a crystal ball
and foreseen the confirmation story of 2016, they would have been
astounded. The rancor and divisiveness of the politics would have
reminded them of Reconstruction, the key experience of their
parents’ generation. What new Civil War could have triggered this
partisan battle over Supreme Court appointments? Conversely,
Obama and McConnell probably never spent much time studying
Roosevelt’s brilliant triple-play appointments of 1941. The politics of
the early 1940s would have seemed as distant from their reality, and
as irrelevant, as life on Mars.
What produced the sea-change in appointment politics between
1941 and 2016?10 This question lies at the heart of this book.
Answering it requires a journey through American history and
politics. It also requires the tools of modern political science.
1.2 The Pelican Problem
Supreme Court appointments have rarely been subjects for works of
popular culture. But there is one high-profile exception: The Pelican
Brief, the 1992 pot-boiler novel by John Grisham, which was turned
into a movie starring Julia Roberts and Denzel Washington the
following year. In typical Grisham style, the plot of The Pelican Brief
favors intrigue and action over verisimilitude. But, if you indulge us,
the plot is actually instructive for our theoretical approach in this
book.
In the novel, an oil developer has a project tied up in litigation by
an environmental group. The case seems likely to head to the
Supreme Court. If the high court rules in a liberal, pro-environment
fashion, the developer stands to lose billions. So what is the poor
developer to do? Ask his lawyers to write a really good brief?
Fortunately for the novel’s readers, a demented legal genius in the
developer’s law firm suggests a somewhat more aggressive litigation
strategy: simultaneously assassinate two Supreme Court justices.
The legal genius’s elaborate calculations show that their likely
replacements will alter the balance of power on the court, leading to
a conservative outcome and assuring the developer and his law firm
an enormous financial windfall.11
Of course, we do not endorse assassination as a means of
advancing one’s legal and financial goals. But as political scientists,
we could not help but be impressed by the actions of the legal
genius, who performed a social science tour de force. First, he
understood the court so well that he could accurately predict how
replacing any Supreme Court justice and changing the ideological
mix on the court would affect case outcomes. Second, he
understood presidential politics so well that he could accurately
forecast the likely ideology of a president’s nominee based on the
president’s ideology, the make-up of the Senate, and other relevant
factors surrounding a nomination. Third, he understood the behavior
of the Senate, interest groups, the media, and public opinion so well
that he could accurately foresee the outcome of the confirmation
process for any given Supreme Court nominee.
We call this analytical challenge “the Pelican Problem.” In a
nutshell, the task of solving the Pelican Problem means:
If one can solve the Pelican Problem, one can claim to understand
the politics of Supreme Court nominations.
Can real-world political scientists follow in the footsteps of
Grisham’s legal genius and actually crack the Pelican Problem?
Remarkably, for a time it looked like the answer was “yes.” Starting
in the late 1980s, political scientists created a simple, clear, and
logical theory of Supreme Court appointment politics: Move-the-
Median (MTM) Theory. As a social science theory, MTM is quite
elegant; for any vacancy, it makes predictions about the type of
nominee a president should select, whether the Senate should vote
to confirm or reject a nominee, and the impact of a nominee on the
court’s decision making. Unfortunately, it turned out that these
predictions fall short when applied to the real world of nomination
politics. In a 2016 article in the American Political Science Review,
we undertook an exhaustive review of MTM theory’s predictions and
arrayed them against a great deal of newly available data. We
showed that, for nomination politics since 1930, MTM theory does a
rather poor job of predicting the ideology of nominees, the voting
decisions of individual senators, and the success and failure of
nominations in the Senate.12 These shortcomings in turn mean that
the theory also does not satisfactorily predict changes in the court’s
decision making.13 To be clear, our point here is not that MTM theory
tells us nothing about nomination politics. But these shortcomings do
mean that a satisfactory collective explanation of changes in
Supreme Court appointment politics over time with respect to
presidents, senators, and the court—as well as additional relevant
actors, such as the mass public and interest groups—will have to go
beyond the narrow confines of MTM theory.
So where does that leave us? Most political science books
articulate a single theory and provide evidence evaluating the
theory’s predictions throughout the book. Ideally, one might prefer a
unified theory of Supreme Court nominations that solves the Pelican
Problem for the 90 years from 1930 to 2020. Such a revised theory
would have to include a powerful meta-account of American political
history, explaining the transformation in appointment politics over
these nine decades and showing how larger changes in American
politics drove the transformation.
A single unified grand narrative like this may exist. But if so, we
have been unable to find it. Consequently, we pursue a different
approach to history and politics. Rather than forge a single master
narrative covering nine decades of history—one theory to rule them
all!—we deploy multiple mechanisms. By a “mechanism,” we mean a
well-elaborated causally oriented account of a political phenomenon.
We examine several mechanisms because different processes
worked themselves out over time, intersecting and interacting in
ways not really intended or foreseen by actors focused myopically on
their own affairs and narrow concerns. Also, because we are
committed to the social science school of methodological
individualism, our mechanisms focus on human beings—presidents,
senators, justices, interest groups, and voters—who have agency
and goals, and make choices to advance their goals. We employ this
“rational choice” approach because it usually makes intuitive sense
and comports well with quantitative and qualitative data—not just
roll call votes, survey responses, and election returns, but also the
evidence one finds in diaries, memoirs, recorded conversations and
telephone calls, oral histories, speeches, contemporary reportage,
investigative journalism, and academic histories—all of which we use
in this book.14
So, in lieu of a single unified solution to the Pelican Problem, we
present what we believe is a coherent overall account of the history
of Supreme Court appointment politics from 1930 to 2020. In a
nutshell, we argue that the growth of federal judicial power from the
1930s onward created a multitude of politically active groups
struggling to shape judicial policy. Over time, some of these groups
moved beyond lobbying the court and began seeking to influence
who sits on it. As a result, presidential candidates increasingly
pledged to select justices who conformed to policy litmus tests
(mostly for Republicans) and diversity demands (mostly for
Democrats). Once in office, these presidents re-shaped the executive
selection system from casual and haphazard to meticulous and
effective. As a result, presidents gained the ability to deliver to the
groups precisely what they had promised. The groups also
transformed the public face of appointments, pushing the process
from a brief and usually closed affair to a highly visible political
campaign mobilizing public opinion via intensive media coverage
focused on controversy. In turn, confirmation voting in the Senate
gained an engaged and attentive audience, whose presence
pressured senators into ideologically polarized voting. The result is a
new politics of appointments biased toward selecting and placing
consistent judicial ideologues on the court—and only such
ideologues.
If this account is correct, the implications for the future of the
U.S. Supreme Court—and for the court’s place in the American
political system—are profound.
Fig. 1.1 The timeline of Supreme Court nominations, 1930–2020. The top panel
shows the incidence of nominations. In the bottom panel, successful nominees
are depicted at the top of the plot (in green text), while unsuccessful nominees
are at the bottom of the plot. Shaded areas depict Democratic presidents, white
areas denote Republican presidents, and the dotted vertical lines separate
individual presidents.
In the figure, the lower graph gives the name of each nominee
and the year of nomination, the name and party of the nominating
president, and whether the nomination succeeded or failed. So it is a
handy overview of the whole history. The top part of the figure
shows the incidence of nominations, with a thin vertical bar
indicating the date of each nomination. On average, a nomination
occurred about every 20 months. The figure reveals, however, that
many periods saw flurries of nominations, while others witnessed
“dry” spells for nominations. One five-year gap occurred after
Cardozo’s nomination in 1932, coinciding with Roosevelt’s famous
confrontation with the court. The longest dry spell occurred between
1995 and 2004. From our perspective, this unusually long hiatus is
not so concerning because both presidents who served in this
period, Bill Clinton and George W. Bush, made nominations. More
problematic were the sparse nominations of the 1970s; not only did
Jimmy Carter have no opportunity to alter the court, this period saw
a dramatic growth in the number of interest groups (both generally
and with respect to Supreme Court nominations). Nonetheless, on
average, Supreme Court nominations occurred with sufficient
frequency that we can conclude that appointment politics constitute
a suitable laboratory for studying the evolution of the separation-of-
powers system.
Of course, it matters not just how many cases courts hear, but
what decisions they make. As a simple indicator of judicial power,
consider Figure 1.6—the points show the number of federal statutes
struck down by the Supreme Court, by decade, between 1790 and
2020.26 The line (called a loess line) is the fit from a non-parametric
regression, which summarizes the trend over time.27 Early in the
nation’s history, the stock of federal statutes was quite small; the
Supreme Court, on average, struck relatively few federal statutes as
unconstitutional. As the federal government grew in size—and as the
court’s power increased—the number of laws struck down by the
court grew markedly. In recent decades, the court has struck down
about 30 federal laws per decade, or an average of three per year.28
Of course, some of the policies overturned are more liberal statutes,
and some more conservative. So which justices are doing the
reviewing of statutes will matter a great deal.
Fig. 1.6 The exercise of judicial review over time. The figure shows the number
of federal statutes struck down by the Supreme Court, by decade, between 1790
and 2020. The blue line is a loess line. See note 27 for a description of these
lines, which appear throughout the book.
In short, the last half of the twentieth century saw the rise of a
new entity, a powerful and active federal judicial state that now
touches the lives, and affects the livelihoods, of virtually all
Americans.
Fig. 1.9 Ideological Polarization in the U.S. Senate, 1867–2020. The figure
shows the difference in ideology scores of the median Republican senator and
median Democratic senator, using first-dimension NOMINATE scores.
The “amateur Democrats” slowly took over the local, state, and
finally national parties on the Democratic side.42 Something similar
happened in the Republican Party, especially after the Goldwater
debacle of 1964. As they took control of the parties, the well-
intentioned activists became “the polarizers,” in the apt phrase of
political historian Sam Rosenfeld (2017).
This story is hardly complete. It may still seem surprising that
party activists could have so dramatic an impact on members of
Congress, state legislatures, governors, even city councils. After all,
candidates still have to get elected. And the general public does not
share the hardened convictions and passionate enthusiasms of the
polarizers. Brilliant fieldwork by Bawn et al. (2023) documents how
the polarizers work in practice to control the selection of House
candidates. Even in the parties’ somewhat debilitated state, party
leaders work relentlessly to find and advance ideological champions.
Party activists, affiliated groups, firms, and wealthy individuals
support the champions and enable them to run professional,
competitive campaigns. In addition, moderates considering a
candidacy are deterred from running by the levels of existing
polarization.43 At the end of the day, voters can only choose
between what is offered to them; they can’t vote for people who
aren’t on the ballot. And if the people deciding who gets on the
ballot are the polarizers, they will happily trade away popularity in
order to gain extremity, and still often prevail at the ballot box.44
This is but a sketch of a complex story. The story continues to
unfold, with the recent unraveling of the traditional Republican
coalition. But, the bottom line is clear, at least for our purposes:
beginning in the late 1970s or early 1980s, America’s political class
polarized. It is now deeply polarized, with the two sides committed
to wildly divergent goals.
After this experience, Honor felt that she had suddenly become
years older. She looked unusually pale and grave as she joined the
Brandes at breakfast.
“Well, dear, and how did you get on?” asked her aunt. “Did she
smoke a huka all night?”
“No, auntie.”
“Was she very dark and fat, and did she chew betel nut?”
“No”—rather shortly.
“And is that all you have to say?”—in a tone of keen
disappointment.
“Good gracious, Sara!” exclaimed her husband, impatiently, “you
don’t suppose that they carried on any conversation, unless they
talked in their sleep.”
“And here are your bangles and things, dear,” continued her aunt.
“But I don’t see your little cornelian ring anywhere! I really—it’s not
worth a penny—but I don’t see it.”
No—nor was she ever likely to see it again.
CHAPTER XXVII.
MRS. LANGRISHE PUTS HERSELF OUT TO TAKE
SOMEBODY IN.
The little excursion into the interior lasted ten days. Mr. Brande
was fond of thus throwing off the trammels of office and putting many
miles of mountain and valley between himself and official letters,
telegrams, and scarlet chuprassis, with their detestable tin boxes. He
remained away until the last hour of his leave, enjoying leisurely
marches, al fresco tiffins and teas in inviting spots, also friendly
discussions with the sturdy Paharis or hill-folk. He returned to Shirani
as much refreshed by the change as his good lady.
Tea was ready in the verandah when they reached home.
Everything appeared in apple-pie order even to the mistress’s keen
eye, from the snowy-clad khitmatgars, the glossy dark-green ferns to
the flouted pup, newly washed and be-ribboned, who was in
attendance in the ayah’s arms. In a short time Mrs. Sladen appeared
to welcome the family. She was speedily followed by Mrs. Paul in a
rickshaw and Miss Valpy on a smart chestnut pony.
“We have come to hear all your news,” said the latter, as she
helped herself to a nice little hot cake.
“News! Pray where should we get news?” demanded Mrs. Brande,
whose spirits had evidently revived.
“Come, tell us what has been going on in Shirani.”
“We are all on the qui vive for the bachelors’ ball; heaps of people
are coming to it,” said Miss Valpy.
“Bachelors, I hope?” put in Mr. Brande, briskly.
“Yes; it is to be on the eighth.”
“I hope that our dresses have arrived,” said Honor, anxiously.
“I think I can relieve your mind,” rejoined Mrs. Sladen; “there is a
large new deal box in the back verandah that looks very like dresses.
But poor Mrs. Curtice! The cart that was bringing up her boxes went
over the broken bridge into the river-bed, and all her new frocks are
in a state of pulp!”
“Who is Mrs. Curtice?” inquired Honor. “A new-comer?”
“Yes; an elderly youngerly bunchy person,” responded Miss Valpy.
“She reminds me exactly of an old Java sparrow! She would look the
same, no matter what she wore.”
Mr. Brande, the only gentleman present, put up his eye-glass and
gazed at the young lady meditatively.
“Any more news?” continued his insatiable wife.
“They say that Captain Waring is engaged to Miss Potter, up at
Simla. Does that cause you a pang, Honor?”
“Yes, a pang for Miss Potter,” she retorted. “I can’t endure Captain
Waring.”
“Oh, why not? Most people are long-suffering with respect to him!”
“I hate a man who, when he talks to me, every now and then
chucks me metaphorically under the chin.”
Mr. Brande now gravely focussed his eye-glass upon his niece.
“I see what you mean, dear. I’m sure, from what I know of you, he
never took a second liberty with you. Sir Gloster has come back.”
Here Mrs. Brande showed signs of increased attention.
“He has got snow-blindness. He went to the glacier.”
“Why, it seems only the other day that he went away,” observed
Mrs. Brande.
“Yes, just after the starvation picnic,” supplemented Honor.
“Everything will be dated from that now!” exclaimed her aunt,
irritably. “And is he laid up in Shirani?”
“Yes; Mrs. Langrishe has taken him in to nurse.”
“Mrs. Langrishe! She never did such a thing before in all her life,”
cried Mrs. Brande, “and besides, she has no room.”
“Oh, she has contrived it; she has given him Major Langrishe’s
dressing-room, and sent him to the club.”
“Well, I never!” gasped her listener.
“You see,” continued Mrs. Paul, laughing at her hostess’s face,
“the force of your good example.”
“Force of example! I call it the force of being a baronet. And have
you seen anything of Mark Jervis?”
“Yes; he and some of the Scorpions. Captain Scrope and Mr.
Rawson are laying out a paper-chase course. I am sure he will be
here presently,” added Mrs. Sladen. “He is on this ball committee,
and extremely energetic. Here he is,” as Jervis and two officers
cantered up to the verandah somewhat splashed.
“Welcome back,” he said, dismounting. “No, no, thanks; I will not
come in, at any rate further than the mat. We have been through
bogs and rivers, and are in a filthy state.”
“Never mind; it’s only the verandah! Do come in,” said Mrs.
Brande, recklessly.
“But I mind very much; and besides,” with a laugh, “nothing makes
a fellow feel so cheap as dirty boots.”
“I thought you were accustomed to feeling cheap,” said Honor,
with a playful allusion to his nickname.
“No,” throwing the reins to his syce and mounting the steps, “I
much prefer to be dear.”
“Dear—at any price!” exclaimed Miss Valpy, who, instead of
chatting with Captain Scrope, was giving her attention to Mr. Jervis.
“Dear at any price,” emphatically. “How did you enjoy the interior?”
turning to Honor.
“It was delightful.”
“Any adventures this time? Any buffaloes, Mrs. Brande?”
“No, thank goodness, for I have the same wretches of Jampannis.”
“And you, Miss Gordon? Had you no adventures?”
Miss Gordon coloured vividly, and muttered an inaudible reply, as
she deliberately put the tea-cosy over the sugar-bowl. He recalled
this little incident long afterwards, and then read its meaning.
“Here is Scrope waiting for a cup of tea after his hard day,” he
said, suddenly turning the subject and slapping Captain Scrope on
his solid shoulder. “Scrope is wasting to a shadow with work, work,
work.” He and Captain Scrope were enthusiastic fellow-artists and
racket-players.
“Yes, it’s a fact; it’s nothing but schools and classes, and drill and
drawing maps. The army is not what it was,” remarked Captain
Scrope, a round-faced, portly individual with a merry countenance.
“We have garrison classes, signalling classes, musketry classes; but
the most odious class I have ever attended is the meat class! I never
bargained for all this sort of thing when I came into the service——”
“What did you bargain for? What would you like? Do pray name
it?” urged Miss Valpy.
“Well, since you ask me, a nice gentlemanly parade once a week,
would, in my opinion, fulfil all requirements.”
“How moderate!” she exclaimed sarcastically. “Has any one been
to see poor Sir Gloster? It must be so dull for him sitting all day with
his eyes bandaged.”
“Yes, I looked in yesterday, he was quite cheery and chatty.”
“Nonsense! What did he talk about?”
“Well—a—chiefly himself.”
“Rather a dry topic,” muttered Jervis, sotto-voce.
Captain Scrope laughed.
“He is by no means so dull as you suppose,” he rejoined
significantly.
“No; Miss Paske is a sympathetic little creature, and has a
pleasant voice,” observed Miss Valpy, with a satirical tightening of
the lips. “By the way, with his chubby cheeks and bandaged eyes,
did Sir Gloster not strike you as a grotesque copy of the god Cupid?”
“To quote the immortal Mrs. Gamp—I don’t believe there was ever
such a person. Do you, Jervis?”
“Mr. Jervis will not agree with you,” rejoined Miss Valpy,
scrutinizing him critically. What sincere eyes he had—eyes only for
Honor Gordon—and there was a wonderful amount of dormant force
in the curve of that well-formed chin and jaw.
“I am not a coarse heretic like Captain Scrope, but I cannot say
that I have ever made his personal acquaintance.”
“No!” exclaimed Miss Valpy, with a slightly incredulous glance.
“Then I do not think you will have long to wait.”
Miss Valpy’s sharp eyes and tongue were notorious all over
Shirani. Jervis surveyed her with a look of cool polite scrutiny as he
answered with a nonchalance impossible to convey—
“Possibly not—they say every thing comes to those who wait.”
“And how is Sweet? our own choice particular Sweet?” inquired
Mr. Brande, as he laid down his cup and addressed himself to
Captain Scrope. “I am languishing for news of the little darling.”
“The pretty child still endears herself to every one! All our special
skeletons continue to be dragged out into the light of day. Her last
feat was to ask Mrs. Turner where her second face was, as Mr.
Glover said she had two! I wish some one would take your little
darling home! Poor as I am, I would gladly contribute to her
passage.”
“Talking of sending home,” said Mrs. Paul, “our collection for that
poor widow and her children is getting on famously; we have nearly
two thousand rupees; I must say that Anglo-Indians are most liberal,
they never turn a deaf ear to a deserving charity.”
“It is probably because they are shamed into it by the noble
example set them by the natives,” remarked Mr. Brande. “A man out
here will share his last chuppatty and his last pice with his kin—
thanks to the fact that the well-to-do support all their needy relations;
we have no poor rates.”
“There is one mysteriously charitable person in Shirani,” continued
Mrs. Paul, “who has repeatedly sent Herbert fifty rupees in notes
anonymously, we cannot guess who he is?”
“He? why should it not be she?” inquired Miss Valpy, combatively.
“The writing is in a man’s hand, and the notes are stuffed in
anyhow—they are extremely welcome, however—always come
when most wanted. It is some one who has been here since March.”
“No, no, Mrs. Paul; you need not look at me,” exclaimed Captain
Scrope, with a deprecating gesture; “I am an object of charity
myself.”
“Have you no idea, have you formed no conjecture?” inquired Mr.
Brande, judicially.
“I was thinking that perhaps Sir Gloster,” she began.
“Oh!” broke in Miss Valpy, hastily, “I can assure you that he is quite
above suspicion: the only thing about him that is not large—is his
heart. It is much more likely to be one of the present company,” and
her smiling glance roved from Mr. Brande to Honor, from Honor to
Mr. Rawson, from Mr. Rawson to Mr. Jervis.
His face was determinedly bent down, he was playing with “Jacko”
(the friend of dead-and-gone Ben, who now honoured Rookwood
with much of his society), and all she could scrutinize was a head of
brown hair and a neat parting. Presently the head was raised. She
met his eyes point-blank. Yes, he looked undeniably embarrassed,
not to say guilty, as he endeavoured to evade her searching gaze.
“The culprit is Mr. Jervis!” she proclaimed with an air of calm
conviction.
At this announcement there was a shout of ribald laughter, even
Mrs. Paul and Mrs. Sladen smiled. Jervis the impecunious, the
unassuming, the unpaid travelling companion, why, he went by the
name of “the poor relation!” Miss Valpy’s shots generally hit some
portion of her target, but this one was widely astray. And now
conversation turned upon the ensuing ball. Decorations were eagerly
discussed. Was the dancing-room to be done in pink, or would men
wear mess jackets? Had bachelors any distinctive colours, or would
the colours of the Shirani gymkana be suitable? Should they select
the colours of the most popular bachelor—this was Mr. Brande’s
suggestion—or let each of the fifty hosts do a small bit of the room to
his own fancy? Above this babel of tongues Jervis’s clear voice was
heard saying—
“Take notice, Mr. Brande, that I am going to make a clean sweep
of your sofas and armchairs. I have also made a note of your new
standard lamp. We shall want a cheval glass——”
Mrs. Brande beamed. She liked people to borrow her belongings.
She would have lent her boy Mark her best pink satin dress, and
feather head-dress, if they would have been of the smallest use to
him.
Presently the party broke up, the visitors going away, as usual, en
masse.
Miss Valpy was helped on her pony by Mr. Jervis, and as he
carefully arranged her foot in the stirrup and gave her the reins, he
looked up and their eyes met.
“Thank you very much,” was all she said to him. To herself, “Aha!
my good young man, I know two of your secrets!”
CHAPTER XXVIII.
THE CLUB IS DECORATED.