Exibit A: apparently our child does not enjoy having her diaper changed on the front lawn of the Supreme Court.

I, on the other hand, have become inured to exposure now that half of the people in the nation’s capital have seen my breasts this weekend whilst placating unreasonably sulky fellow car travellers. Well, one on purpose, all others are merely coincidental.

All hail public tolerance to baby-nourishing, and clean lawns. Justice, indeed.