Lauren Windsor caught Martha-Ann Alito vowing vengeance on media and everyone else in her own words, including her promise that her German heritage justified her lust for revenge.

I can honestly say that I did not have Alito's wife being more unhinged than Ginni Thomas on my Bingo card, but here we are. Her frank rants during this conversation with Windsor are a window into the contempt with which she and other justices on the court view the American public. And make no mistake, if she could wave a wand and burn the media, liberals and Democrats to a crisp, she would. It's not hard at all to imagine where Alito will come down on the question of absolute immunity when you hear her authoritarian rants about everything from New York TImes reporters and their fashion choices to her own desire to shove as many of her imagined flags in the face of people daring to fly a pride flag.

We begin with the introduction and Mrs. Alito's first vow of vengeance.

LW: I'm sorry, are you Ms. Alito?

MAA: I am, hi.

LW: Hi, my name's Lauren. I just met these ladies tonight.

MAA: Very cool.

LW: I'm a huge fan of yours and everything that you're going through, I just want to tell you that like...

MAA: It's okay.

MAA: It's okay.

LW: It's not okay though.

LW: It's not okay.

MAA: It's okay. It's okay because if they come back to me, I'll get them. I'm going to be liberated and I'm going to get them. There's a five-year defamation statute of limitations. (laughs)

LW: I don't know what you mean by they and like if I get them.

MAA: You'll meet them.

(crosstalk)

And then she told a really kind of bizarre and creepy tale about a reporter who criticized her clothes.

MAA: You know, I was denigrated early on when we first came to town and the woman then won a Pulitzer Prize. She was commenting on my clothes. She said that I wore a baby blanket one day and the next time I had on a Lazy Boy recliner patterned suit.

And so when she won her Pulitzer, I called her up and I said, Hello, is this Robin Gavan of the New York Times? Yes, it is. I said, "oh, I'm so proud of you. You're getting a Pulitzer Prize.

I said, and will you be wearing Balanchaga?

And she goes, no. I said, why not? She said, well, it doesn't flatter me. I said, oh, come on. Such a high-end thing. It doesn't flatter you?

And then I said to her, you know, it's a beautiful day.

It's April 2006.

I said, maybe you want to go outside today in New York.

It's really beautiful.

Take a walk and enjoy life.

She never came after me again, but she went after Jane Roberts again.

That's when she got her Pulitzer between Jane and me, and the guys in the clothes that Jane had put the children in, and the clothes that we wore.

Why does she think they're coming after her? Why, the feminazis, of course. Please tell me more about how this couple is just a pair of Fox-watching, Limbaugh listening shitposters at a charity party.

LW: But why do you think they're coming after you? I mean, like, the whole, like, appeal to have a heaven flag was like bullshit, right?

MAA: Right, right, but that's, you know, the other thing is the feminazis believed that he should control me.

So what the hell?

He never controls me.

LW: But, like, I have the same flag.

Yeah, I know, I know.

No, but, like, a lot of people fly that fucking flag.

MAA: Don't worry about it, baby.

LW: I'm sorry. I should watch my language.

MAA: It's all right.

LW: I'm sorry. I did not mean to.

MAA: It's okay. It's okay.

LW: No, but it makes me so angry.

MAA: Don't get angry, get even. Don't get angry.

At this point, some unknown guests join the conversation, and I swear, if you don't hear this as the vapid non-profit rich asshole-speak that I do, try listening again. They're mostly caricatures at this point.

Bye, baby.

Bye, cat.

Meow, meow, meow, meow.

Meow, meow.

She's a bad girl.

Cat's Escort, Louis.

Hi, Louis.

Good to see you.

Likewise.

I'm Natasha.

Nice to meet you.

Hi, Natasha.

Yes, we're never going back to Wounded Warriors, I'm afraid.

Isn't that awful, though?

Why?

Oh, because of the security, the security and all that.

But we did that.

We did that.

Wonderful.

You really did?

Something to be really proud of.

Do you know that they created and ran the Wounded Warriors program here?

You would never know that because of how they're trying to persecute.

Oh, ignore all that.

The reality, the reality.

Going back to Grievance Central, Martha chimes in.

MAA: I don't need their approval for anything in my life. I need nothing from them.

[crosstalk}

Here's where it really gets creepy. I'm more than certain that her reference to her German heritage was not unintentional:

LW: They're persecuting you. They're persecuting you. And you're like a convenient stand-in for anybody who's religious.

MAA: Look at me. Look at me.

I'm German. I'm German.

My heritage is German.

You come after me, I'm going to give it back to you.

And there will be a way.

It doesn't have to be now.

But there will be a way.

They will know.
Don't worry about it.

Martha-Ann was just getting warmed up, though. Having vowed vengeance on her perceived persecutors, she was ready to ramp it up and really give it a push.

MAA: Psalm 27 is my song. Mine. Psalm 27.

The Lord is my God and my rock. Of whom shall I be afraid?

Nobody.

LW: I love that you have that attitude. That's more of what we need. I was telling your husband, I should give you a little bit of background. I met him last year at this dinner. And I said to him, this country is so polarized. How do we repair that rift? And he's like, I don't know.

I don't know.

It's not our role.

And I told him this year, I'm like, you know, for the past year, I remembered our conversation.

And I looked at what happened to you and your wife. And I'm like, how is there any negotiating with the radical left?

MAA: There's not.

LW: You cannot negotiate with the radical left.

MAA: You have to just win.

They feel.

They feel.

They don't think.

LW: No, but you have to win.

If we want to take this country back to like a godly place, to a moral place.

That means that we actually have to just fucking -- Pardon my language again. I'm so sorry.

A pause for language before her final rant, which was a doozie.

MAA: You know what I want? I want a sacred heart of Jesus flag. Because I have to look across the lagoon at the pride flag for the next month.

LW: Exactly.

MAA: And he's like, oh, please don't put up a flag. I said, I won't do it because I'm deferring to you.

But when you are free of this nonsense, I'm putting it up.

And I'm going to send them a message every day.

Maybe every week I'll be changing the flags.

There'll be all kinds.

I made a flag in my head.

This is how I satisfy myself.

I made a flag.

It's white and it's yellow and orange flames around it.

And in the middle is the word vergogna.

Vergogna in Italian means shame.

Vergogna.

V-E-R-G-O-G-N-A. Vergogna.

Vergogna.

Shame, shame, shame on you.

You know.

Anyway.

LW: Well, I just wanted to let you know you have a lot of people rooting for you.

MAA: Thank you so much.

So, a couple of observations. Beyond the fact that Martha-Ann Alito makes Ginni Thomas look almost rational, there are a couple of tells. One is the claim that when Sam Alito is "free of all this nonsense" she has a whole slew of flags to fly, suggesting that she fully expects Sam to retire if Trump is elected. She sounds like a caricature of the Wicked Witch of the West, but this is really who she is. And who he is. No one can listen to this conversation and think for a minute that he doesn't know exactly how she feels about, well...literally everything. And the reason it's not bothering him is because he shares her point of view. She's just voicing what he cannot, just like Ginni Thomas does.

Second, if you're not chilled by her reference to her German heritage, you should be. She is a fascist, out and proud.

And finally, this is what Christian Nationalism sounds like. They don't care about anyone but themselves, as long as they can wield a cross and wrap themselves in phony righteousness.

This isn't an occasion for a stern letter. This is a time for serious action. A code of ethics in the long run and some serious Senate hearings in the short run. We cannot abide fascists on the Supreme Court.