Brett Kavanaugh’s testimony and hearing yesterday was the closest I have ever seen to someone who was brought up to believe he had all the privileges (all!) suddenly being asked to answer for his actions instead of being the one asking the questions, and suddenly feeling crushed under what he could only perceive as being denied the most extreme part of his extreme privilege: one of the most important jobs in the country for as long as he wants it. So all he could do was shout in anger, and cry, and try to demean those in front of him. Interspersed with singing odes to beer. And expressing disqualifying partisan views. Ralph!
I found this also very edifying: Kavanaugh is lying. His upbringing explains why, by Shamus Khan.
No wonder that, when the poor lie, they’re more likely to do so to help others, according to research by Derek D. Rucker, Adam D. Galinsky and David Dubois, whereas when the rich lie, they’re more likely to do it to help themselves.
I can’t believe what is happening. I’m astonished.
The other night, before the results came through, I went to the cinema to see The notorious RBG. I realised, things are looking worse now for women than they were in the fifties and sixties. Yet we have a white supremacist leader bemoaning the supposed plight of the white middle-class male. It would be hilarious satire if it weren’t actually happening.
I love that quote you posted, btw.