If the age of #MeToo has taught us anything, it is that any allegation made by a woman against a man is sacrosanct and unworthy of further examination. If the alleged incident occurred nearly forty years ago and the man protests that it never took place, you can be certain he is lying. If he protests too much, another “victim” will be sure to be found, to show there is a “pattern.” That no such allegations were previously made prior to the man, a constitutionalist, being nominated to U.S. Supreme Court by a Republican President of the United States, is simply coincidental.
In the case of Federal Judge Brett Kavanaugh, when the dung being thrown at him — despite having been vetted six previous times for other posts of importance — fails to stick, it’s time to dredge up more. Another “victim” has to be located and better still, a minority, to give the claims more ethnic panache.
As Democrats prance, posture and pontificate before the cameras, Republican leadership foolishly retreats. Where are the GOP senate members expressing outrage at this avalanche of politically-based negativity? Where are the voices reminding the Democrats in the throes of feigned indignation about the allegations of rape made by multiple women against then-Arkansas Attorney General and later Governor? Untouchable, he went on to be president.
Desirous of power at all costs, Hillary staged a public relations intervention on behalf of her sexually exploitive and deceitful husband and the dirt was mysteriously swept away, including a 12-year affair with local reporter Gennifer Flowers begun when he was Governor of Arkansas. Later his problems escalated when he was found to be having an ongoing dalliance with a White House intern, substantiated by his DNA on her infamous blue dress. In the case of the intern Monica Lewinsky, he first denied and then admitted the relationship.
Hillary, who had previously attributed his numerous liaisons and offenses to “the vast right-wing conspiracy,” couldn’t make the semen stains disappear. She was so used to dealing with his “indiscretions,” that her anger was directed at the truth being exposed rather than the offending part of her husband.
Then there was Ted Kennedy, extolled as the “Lion of the Senate.” When he took his nephews along on his drunken womanizing binges, he was just being a cool uncle. When his serial sexual exploits drove his formerly beautiful wife to alcoholism and an early death, that was just part of the Kennedy mystique.
After young senate staffer Mary Jo Kopechne died following Kennedy driving his car off the Chappaquiddick bridge after a party in 1969, it was due to the fact that he extracted himself and left her alone in the car to drown. He didn’t report the incident to the authorities. The car and her body were discovered the next morning and he finally came forward…sober and wearing a neck brace.
Kennedy pleaded guilty to “leaving the scene of an accident after causing injury.” He received a two-month suspended sentence, and went on, unscathed, to run for the presidency in 1980. More compelling than his loss to Jimmy Carter was his uncanny ability to shake off the taint of manslaughter.
Would either Bill Clinton or Ted Kennedy have been able to survive politically if they’d been Republicans? You know the answer.