The enduring memory, a year later, is that my 15-year-old son texted—he was watching it in school—to ask if I was “perfectly safe” in the Senate chamber. He was afraid for the judge’s mental health and my physical health. I had to patiently explain that I was in no physical danger of any kind, that there were dozens of people in the room, and that I was at the very back, with the phalanx of reporters.
Good lord. Passing it on to the next generation is a form of child abuse.
That column is in fact dumb - on that, we agree.
ReplyDeleteBut everyone saw Brett Kavanaugh's tawdry crying and snarling act. We all know who Magic Mirror On The Wall will say is the drama queeniest drama queen of them all.