Reaping the Whirlwind

My emotions are definitely awhirl after watching today’s Senate Judiciary hearings about the sexual assault allegations brought by Dr. Christine Blasey Ford about Supreme Court nominee Judge Brett Kavanaugh.

I saw Dr. Blasey Ford’s testimony in full.  Because of a ministry related meeting I had to attend this afternoon, I missed the first portion of Judge Kavanaugh’s testimony.

But from what I saw and the many news clips of this evening, I saw enough.

I am more convinced than ever that an FBI investigation should have been and still should be pursued. I don’t care how long Senator Diane Feinstein ( D-CA) had the information before it became common knowledge. I care that all the facts and all the evidence and all the witnesses that can be examined are considered.

Neither the Republicans or the Democrats have a moral high ground here.  Because this isn’t about them, though you wouldn’t know it from today’s contentiousness.

This is about whether Dr. Blasey Ford was credible in her accusation (and I felt she was) and whether or not Brett Kavanaugh belongs on the Supreme Court for the rest of his life.

Based on what I saw in terms of his anger, arrogance and evident sense of entitlement, I would have a difficult time saying yes.

In Dr. Blasey Ford, I saw a woman at times very raw and vulnerable when talking about the alleged attack and its impacts on her life.  Sometimes I saw the academic, trying to explain why her memory is not complete because of the way the brain records traumatic events.

But what broke my heart the most was her absolute desire to please in her answers 11 men who didn’t speak to her throughout the process because they lacked the capacity to do so and farmed the job out to a woman prosecutor.

That and knowing her house has two front doors.

I saw a very, very angry Brett Kavanaugh and it scared me. I could imagine what that anger fueled by alcohol might look like. But I grew up in a highly alcoholic home with a very angry father, so the leap wasn’t that far to go.

Whether Judge Kavanaugh was genuinely that angry, or he worked himself into a lather to please Donald Trump, I don’t know.

But if it was genuine rage, what I saw was so out of control that it makes me question his temperament.

If he did it to please Trump, then I question his judicial independence.

The other anger that seemed off the charts was Senator Lindsey Graham’s (R-SC).  There was a picture of him on my timeline where his face was twisted with such viciousness, had I been standing before him, I would have been afraid he would hit me.

It makes me wonder what happened to John McCain’s good friend.

Senator Ben Sasse (R-NE) was a puzzlement.  He had the graciousness to approach Dr. Blasey Ford at the end of her testimony, presumably because he was touched.

But I also saw him frustrated to the point of being inarticulate at what he felt was unfair to Judge Kavanaugh.  I get it.  They are close in age with small children. It was hard to watch Kavanaugh’s emotions when talking about the impacts to his family.

I could see how Ben Sasse could so easily place himself in Kavanaugh’s shoes.

Ultimately, this is not my decision to make. It is up to the Senate.

But the decision that is made will impact my life and those much younger than I for decades.

Kavanaugh promised that those who he felt stood in the way of his confirmation would reap the whirlwind.

Senators, we already are. We have been for the past two years.

And my fear is it will destroy us all, regardless for whom we pull the lever on election days going forward.

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