‘Good Riddance’: Sen. Kennedy Lambasts Justice Jackson Over Universal Injunction Dissent
Louisiana Republican Sen. John Kennedy said he was “proud” of the Supreme Court following a Friday ruling that he argued must be good for the country—if only because it appeared to deeply anger Justice Ketanji Brown Jackson.
Appearing on Fox’s Faulkner Focus with anchor Harris Faulkner, Kennedy applauded the Court’s 6–3 decision in a case involving birthright citizenship, one of several recent rulings that have drawn sharp backlash from the left.
The ruling effectively struck down lower court injunctions blocking executive orders issued by former President Donald Trump. Faulkner pointed out that the decision could impact more than just Trump’s birthright citizenship order, potentially setting a broader precedent.
“So this has bigger implications than just that one topic of birthright citizenship,” said Faulkner. “Your reaction to this?”
“The Supreme Court has turned the universal injunctions into fish food, as well it should have,” said Kennedy. “There’s no basis in statute. There’s no basis in Supreme Court precedent. There is no basis in English common law for universal injunctions.”
He continued, saying that, “Judges who just dislike what Congress and a president, any president, has done, just made them up. And good riddance. I’m proud of the Supreme Court.”
He then pointed to Justice Jackson’s dissent, which has become a major focus of discussion since the rulings were issued.
“It’s a very extensive ruling. You can tell it from Justice Jackson’s dissent,” he said. “She’s mad as a bag of cats, and that’s probably a good thing for the American people.”
After reviewing Trump’s Truth Social post on the matter, Faulkner asked Kennedy to elaborate. He clarified that the Court didn’t rule directly on birthright citizenship, but rather on what he called the “illegal” use of universal injunctions—an authority he said that “federal judges just made up.”
“You know, if they disagree, you know, I’m sorry. Fill out a hurt feelings report. Buy a comfort rock,” Kennedy said. “But they can’t just say, I disagree and I’m putting the entire action by another branch of government on hold because I don’t like it.”
Kennedy added that “both sides have abused it, and by it I mean universal injunctions. The Democrats more than the Republicans, but both sides of abused it. And it’s illegal. There’s no basis for it in law. And I’ve just been waiting for the Supreme Court to do this.”
“I mean, anybody who knows a law book from an L.L. Bean catalog knows that federal judges just made up this concept of universal injunctions,” Kennedy went on.
Justice Amy Coney Barrett wrote the majority judgment for the court. Brown dissented along with Justices Sonia Sotomayor and Elena Kagan.
In her opinion, Barrett wrote: “Some say that the universal injunction ‘give[s] the Judiciary a powerful tool to check the Executive Branch.’ … But federal courts do not exercise general oversight of the Executive Branch; they resolve cases and controversies consistent with the authority Congress has given them. When a court concludes that the Executive Branch has acted unlawfully, the answer is not for the court to exceed its power, too.”
Barrett also directly attacked the argument made by Jackson, a Biden appointee.
“We will not dwell on Justice Jackson’s argument, which is at odds with more than two centuries worth of precedent, not to mention the Constitution itself. We observe only this: Justice Jackson decries an imperial Executive while embracing an imperial Judiciary,” Barrett, who taught law at the University of Notre Dame for years, added.
“In other words, it is unecessary to consider whether Congress has constrained the Judiciary; what matters is how the Judiciary may constrain the Executive. JUSTICE JACKSON would do well to heed her own admonition: ‘[E]veryone, from the President on down, is bound by law.’ That goes for judges too,” she wrote.
My Husband Left Me in Rags for His Mistress. He Didn't Know My Billionaire Father Owned the Gala.
He took his mistress to the most prestigious gala in the city and left me standing in an old evening dress, then looked me in the eye and said, ""You'll only embarrass me."" He thought humiliating me would be the end of the story. He had no idea that one phone call I'd kept hidden for three years was about to shake everything he had built.
""You really planned to wear that?""
My husband's voice drifted up from the front entrance, cold enough to make my hands tremble. I stood frozen in front of the bedroom mirror, staring at the navy dress I had treasured since before we got married. The fabric was still elegant, but time had begun to show along the sleeves. I smoothed them anyway, hoping they looked less obvious.
Outside, Spencer Reed stepped out of his black SUV looking like the perfect CEO, every inch polished and confident. From the hallway, I heard our housekeeper, Mrs. Evelyn, gently ask if she should tell me it was time to come downstairs.
""There isn't any reason,"" Spencer answered without hesitation. ""Paisley's coming with me.""
His words hit harder than a slap.
I walked to the window and watched him adjust his cuff links without even glancing toward the house. Three years of marriage... and somehow I still kept convincing myself that if I stayed humble enough, patient enough, invisible enough, he would eventually love me.
I was wrong.
The sound of high heels echoed through the marble foyer.
Paisley Dawson slipped beside him wearing a shimmering gold gown that looked like it belonged on a magazine cover. Around her neck sparkled a diamond necklace that cost more than I had probably spent on myself during our entire marriage.
She smiled sweetly before looking me up and down.
""So... you're the wife.""
Her eyes paused on my worn sleeves, and she laughed softly.
""Now I understand why Spencer never brings you anywhere.""
I waited.
Surely my husband would say something.
Anything.
Instead, he smiled at her.
""You look incredible.""
The room suddenly felt colder.
Paisley rested her hand possessively on his arm.
""The Apex Group charity gala isn't a place for someone dressed like... that,"" she said. ""Tonight will be filled with CEOs, senators, investors—people who actually matter. You'd only make Spencer look bad.""
Every word was carefully chosen to wound.
I turned to Spencer, refusing to let them see the anger building inside me.
He didn't defend me.
He didn't deny her words.
He simply offered Paisley his arm.
""We're late.""
That was all.
I stood silently as the front door closed behind them. A few seconds later, the SUV disappeared through the gates, its taillights fading into the evening.
Mrs. Evelyn quietly walked over and touched my arm.
""I'm so sorry, Mrs. Reed. Would you like me to make you some dinner?""
I forced a faint smile.
""No... thank you.""
I climbed the stairs alone and shut the bedroom door behind me. Through the window I could see the skyline where tonight's gala was already beginning, lights glowing above the city like another world I was never meant to enter.
Then my phone vibrated.
A message.
Unknown number.
When I opened it, my stomach dropped.
It was a selfie from the back seat of Spencer's SUV.
Paisley leaned against him with a smug grin, flashing a peace sign while Spencer's reflection appeared beside her in the window.
Below the photo she had written:
""By the time tonight is over, he'll belong to me completely. Have fun waiting at home.""
I didn't cry.
Instead, I walked to my vanity, opened the lowest drawer, and pulled out a small red velvet box I hadn't touched in three years.
Inside rested a SIM card.
The one I promised myself I'd never need again.
I slipped it into my phone.
Only one contact appeared.
Dad.
My thumb hovered over the screen before I finally pressed Call.
One ring.
Two.
Three.
Then I heard the voice I hadn't allowed myself to hear since I walked away from my family.
""Phoebe?""
His voice sounded older... but the concern was still there.
My throat tightened.
""Dad...""
For a moment I couldn't speak.
Then the words finally escaped.
""I want to come home.""
Silence.
Long enough to make my heart pound.
Finally, my father—Raymond Harrell, the billionaire whose name could open almost any door in the country—answered with a voice trembling from emotion.
""My little girl...""
Another pause.
""I'm coming to get you.""
In that instant, everything changed.
Spencer believed tonight would elevate his empire.
He had no idea the most powerful man he'd ever unknowingly offended was already on his way.
