With the traditional first Monday in October start of the Supreme Court season begun, Clarence the Porn Clown Thomas’ wife, Teabaggin’ Virginia Thomas, was at loose ends with  nothing to do after a busy summer spent RV’ing to all the garden spot Walmart parking lots in America. Lighting up a Virginia Slims and polishing off her fifth breakfastini, Virgina decided to start random calling women and asking them, Jake LaMotta-like, “You fuck my husband?”.

Some women were less appreciative than others:

In a voice mail message left at 7:31 a.m. on Oct. 9, a Saturday, Virginia Thomas asked her husband’s former aide-turned-adversary to make amends. Ms. Hill played the recording, from her voice mail at Brandeis University, for The New York Times.

“Good morning Anita Hill, it’s Ginni Thomas,” it said. “I just wanted to reach across the airwaves and the years and ask you to consider something. I would love you to consider an apology sometime and some full explanation of why you did what you did with my husband.”

Ms. Thomas went on: “So give it some thought. And certainly pray about this and hope that one day you will help us understand why you did what you did. O.K., have a good day.”

Obviously Virginia’s faux pas was in not concluding her call with “…you filthy ebony whore. Bless your heart.”

This is not to say that Clarence  doesn’t deserve some kind of apology from all of us. Up until now, we always thought he was the creepiest Thomas in the household.

We stand corrected…

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