Ah, democracy.
One of two things just happened in the senate judiciary committee.
Moments ago, Jeff Flake, the outgoing senator from Arizona, either struck an inspired and totally unexpected compromise with senate democrats, or he set them up for the biggest double cross in the history of the upper chamber.
Flake's proposal went like this--he would vote for the committee to advance Brett Kavanaugh's nomination to the senate floor only if Mitch McConnell agrees to delay the full senate vote on the confirmation for a week. During that time, in theory, the FBI will look specifically into the allegations made by Dr. Christina Blasey Ford about Judge Kavanaugh's wild and unseemly sexual behavior while he was in high school.
Flake's proposal includes his promise that if the delay isn't granted, he won't vote for Kavanaugh during the roll call on the floor. It is presumed he has talked a couple of his GOP colleagues into voting no also if McConnell attempts to immediately plow ahead. If he is telling the truth and he has even a handful of republican senators with him, Kavanaugh's nomination is doomed.
The democrats, who didn't have the votes in the committee to stop Kavanaugh's name from going to the floor without Flake, had no choice, but to go along with the deal.
Now comes the kicker. The FBI has stated the vetting of Kavanaugh has ended. That means the only person who can instruct them to re-open the investigation is--that's right--Donald John Trump, the single most corrupt individual in the entire republic.
All this comes after yesterday's testimony by Dr. Ford, who said she is 100% certain it was Brett Kavanaugh who tried to rape her when she was 15 and the nominee himself.
Ford's time before the committee could best be described as soul searing. Her tale and sometimes on the edge of terror demeanor rang devastatingly true. No one who saw, or heard it could ever, in good conscience, accuse her of being a democratic operative carrying out some devious plot of revenge concocted by the Clintons and perhaps George Soros.
Except, of course, Brett Kavanaugh. In his 45 minute opening remarks he raged against democrats everywhere. He tearfully referred to his family, who he claimed were the real victims of what he said was a vast left wing plot, instigated by the Clintons, meant to pay Don Trump back for winning the 2016 election. He railed that the confirmation process was a, "national disgrace." He even threw in a statement threatening his own vengeance if appointed. How else can you interpret a line like, "You sowed the wind and the country will reap the whirlwind."
It was a surreal, bombastic, and in the end, borderline unhinged presentation.
Afterward, during contentious questioning from democratic senators, the judge even indulged in a few transparent lies worthy of the guy in the White House. The most egregious of which concerned high school yearbook references by him and some of his pals. In the publication they described themselves as, "Renate Alumni." The references were to Renate Schroeder Dolphin who was a student at a nearby all girls school. Those, "Renate Alumni" claims were there, he swore, only because he and his crowd at Georgetown Prep considered her, "a friend and part of their group."
Yeah, right.
After the yearbook allusions to her came to light, Ms. Dolphin issued a statement which said, in part, "...I can't begin to comprehend what goes through the minds of 17 year old boys who write such things, but the insinuation is horrible, hurtful, and simply untrue. I pray their daughters are never treated this way..."
Yes, well, there is a lot of that sort of sentiment floating around when it comes to Brett Kavanaugh these days, but we still have to deal with the son of a bitch.
And next week we will, one way, or the other. If Flake and his comrades are true to their word--always a dicey proposition when it comes to 21st century republicans--and Trump gives the okay, the FBI will have five days to unravel a 36 year old mystery.
Ask any honest bookie and I guarantee he will tell you thinking they will is a sucker bet. In other words, get used to the idea of Brett Kavanaugh spending the rest of his life on the Supreme Court of the United States of America.
Hey, that's where we are in this age of, The Reality TV President. Brag about grabbing women by the pussy and fucking them in public. Then, despite the incontrovertible evidence, deny everything.
sic vita est
9-28-18
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