Well, yesterday’s Senate Judiciary Committee’s confirmation hearings for Brett Kavanaugh were quite the spectacle. What began with the compelling testimony of Prof. Blasey Ford devolved into the predictable Republican response which was to deconstruct the timeline leading up to the hearing to validate their manipulation of the process and place the lack of action on anyone else, most notably any Democrat involved in the hearing. While avoiding confronting the overwhelming credibility of Prof. Ford’s testimony, they retreated to arguing about who was to blame for their current dilemma, totally irrelevant to deciding the fate of the Supreme Court nomination. Rather this opposition was created to form a firewall against the future, the potential for a proper investigation that might support an unfavorable truth, the surfacing of more allegations and critical delays in the process that might carry the decision past the midterm election and place control of the process in the hands of the Democrats.
Then the most bizarre thing occurred. Following his coaching to punch back, Kavanaugh took wild swings at his perceived opposition, alternating between angrily yelling and crying, a strange brew concocted for the appearance of strength and sympathy. No one has ever followed the Trump playbook to the degree and with such specificity as Kavanaugh–lie, keep on lying, don’t back down and strike out at your enemies. The metamorphosis from the naïve, innocent choirboy portrayed a few nights earlier on Fox News was stunning as the belligerent Kavanaugh portrayed in letters and comments by people who knew him from that period, took form before our very eyes. Kavanaugh was defiant while deflecting from addressing questions directly or just refusing to answer by sitting in silence. Twice, he was rude and disrespectful of Democrats by asking two different senators to answer the very question of them that he had been asked by them. For example, when Senator Klobuchar asked him if he ever blacked out after drinking too much, he turned it around and asked her if she had blacked out while drinking—twice, no less!
Kavanuagh’s singular defense was total denial followed by lists of numbers of people who wrote support letters and a lengthy review of all his good deeds, none of which addressed the questions at hand. The only thing missing from his coached testimony was the phrase, “like the world has never seen.”
Imagine this scenario played out on a different battlefield. It makes it easier to understand. A Catholic bishop is being reviewed for a promotion to cardinal. Trouble is he’s been buggering little boys and an accuser stands before him. Asked about the charges he responds thus: “I’ve been a priest for over thirty years. In that time I have given over 2 million sacraments of communion, performed 1,678 weddings, baptized 3,456 babies, heard 60,343 confessions, 4,023 visits to the sick in hospitals and I have support letters from over 1000 parishioners and well-wishers,,,” Trouble is none of this matters if he put his dick in this little altar-boy’s mouth. How this was uncovered, when it was uncovered and how long it took to bring it to a hearing, all are not relevant. The only thing that matters is the truth of the allegation.
Unfortunately, the quest for the truth parallels the Democratic strategy to create delays. Looking back on the failed Merrick Garland nomination, this is right out if the Republican playbook. As Kavanaugh so aptly put it, “What goes around comes around.” But the truth of one does not negate the truth of the other. These facts can coexist without being causative, yet there should be no fault if one supports the other. It’s what might be called a windfall.