The Notorious RBG

 As we mourn the death of Ruth Bader Ginsburg, we also rejoice in her inspiring life. She overcame many obstacles to reach her final achievement as a Supreme Court judge. Nothing seemed to daunt her; she was brilliant, determined, and fearless. She is best known for her fight for gender equality. 

When she married Marty Ginsburg she was still attending law school at Harvard, and soon was juggling studies with a child and a sick husband. She graduated at the top of her class, but when she applied for jobs at law firms in New York, they were not ready to hire a woman. So she began to teach law at Rutgers University School of Law and at Columbia Law School. She was also director of  the influential Women’s Rights Project of the American Civil Liberties Union during the 1970s. 

President Jimmy Carter appointed her as a district judge and then President Bill Clinton  named her as a Supreme Court judge in 1993. Although shy and diminutive, she had a brilliant mind and impeccable credentials. She overcame many health problems, especially colon, liver, and lung cancer. She was so dedicated to her job, that she  missed an oral argument except when she had surgery for mestasticized pancreatic cancer in 2018. She kept  up a rigorous physical regimen with a special trainer until the end, outdoing many men in the gym.

She was called a super star, a pop culture icon and a flaming feminist fighter during her long career. Although I do not necessarity agree with all her decisions, she was a strong advocate for justice for all. She came to be known as the "Notorious RBG" for many reasons, but primarily for advocating for women's rights. One of her famous quotes is:"Fight for the things that you care about, but do it in a way that will lead others to join you."






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