I know was going to bring you some readings again tonight, but I can’t help myself. The Kavanaugh hearings from today had some next level stuff on display. Regardless of your feelings about Kavanaugh, or where you sit on the political spectrum, just sit back and think about this for a second:
A woman who can’t remember relevant conversations or correspondence from three weeks ago claims to remember Kavanaugh molesting her when they were both teenagers at a party thirty-six years ago. This same woman confirms that she can’t remember where the house this happened in was, whose it was, who else was there, how many other people were present, or when this was supposed to have happened. This same woman, who is so convinced of Kavanaugh’s guilt—100% sure, by her admission—refused to raise these allegations at any point in the last three decades of Kavanaugh’s career as a lawyer and judge working in and around Washington, D.C.
The surreality of the entire extravaganza remains baffling. Every democrat on the committee began their remarks the same way: thank you for coming forward, you’re a great inspiration to other victims of abuse, you’re so brave for being here today. Every single one of them. Most of them also spent more time talking about abuse than any of the specifics of the case and few bothered asking her questions at all, much less relevant ones.
Then Kavanaugh’s turn in the hot seat comes up. This man’s opening statements are going to be remembered for a long time. This entire sham is going to be remembered for a long time. The transparency of the Democrats’ angle on this is so obvious, so poorly hidden, it baffles me that it could go on for an entire day. They hammer at the lack of an FBI investigation—an FBI investigation which, it turns out, would yield exactly the same information that the congressional investigation has already yielded. It’s purely to delay and obstruct for as long as they can. Delay the confirmation. Delay the confirmation. Anyone who believes that this hearing was done in earnest is clueless.
This one hearing, more than anything else from the past couple of months, has guaranteed a red wave in November. Whatever hope for a blue wave the Democrats were banking on this year has been washed down the drain with this embarrassing display of political tactlessness and personal belligerence. If you still support any Democrats on that committee, I’d love to know why. This sort of politics is beyond the pale.
A whole afternoon was spent by congressmen reading a fifty-three year-old man’s high school yearbook and asking about what kind of beer he drank and, maybe, possibly, if there’s any chance he could have raped a few girls while he was in school. The absolute STATE of American politics, friends.