We Have Become the Hollow Men

From the same people who brought us Anita Hill, Clarence Thomas, and Merrick Garland, it's time to play Truth or Dare as a man, Brett Kavanaugh, who helped Kenneth Starr investigate allegations against a then sitting-President William Jefferson Clinton but now is on record that a sitting President cannot be investigated will testify before the Senate Judiciary Committee this morning that none of what Dr. Christine Blasey Ford alleges happened when she was fifteen and he was seventeen could have possibly taken place. 

Because (that seems to be his reason). Sorry if you wanted more, there isn't any unless you count his calendar showing NO note on it about an underage drinking party at a friend's house. I, too, have that exact same calendar; when is the fitting for my robe?

Of course, there are those who suggest Dr. Ford (and the other women who are now coming forward from the silence to tell their stories) is some kind of a political operative who waited until beyond the eleventh hour to make her claims of sexual assault because what woman in America wouldn't subject herself to the unrelenting barrage of abuse and threats she and her family have received from anonymous assassins everywhere since she came forward? 

This is a new America, baby, where truth is relative and it would appear, reserved for special occasions and this morning's hearings may not be one of those all. Talk about identical situations and circumstances. She took a polygraph test and wants the FBI to investigate her allegations. He declined to take a polygraph and opted to be interviewed by Fox News rather than the FBI. 

Yeah, practically the same thing except for the differences and a few other things. 

And every day, the maelstrom picks up a little more speed and the vortex grows a little wider as it starts to draw more and more of what we once held near and dear deeper into the void. Pretty soon the America we know will be gone without a trace and the paper mache version will look good from a distance but will be hollow at its core. Just as we are.  
-bill kenny