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Quick Roundup of the Latest Anti-Kavanaugh Lunacy

Adult film actress Stormy Daniels, left, stands with her lawyer Michael Avenatti as she speaks outside federal court, in New York. (AP Photo/Mary Altaffer, File)

Sorry to turn my humble blog into All Kavanaugh All the Time, but I have a keen interest in liberal insanity, and right now this story is where all the action is.

All this stuff is happening really fast, and it’s only going to get crazier until Christine Blasey Ford fails to appear testifies before the Senate on Thursday. We already know that Brett Kavanaugh is probably a rapist because a couple of women have made completely unsupported accusations against him. But wait, there’s more! Here’s the latest proof that he’s probably a rapist, and even if not, he still stinks:

Exhibit A: Kavanaugh claims he was a virgin in high school, as if that exonerates him from rape.

On Monday Kavanaugh was interviewed by Martha MacCallum from Fox News (boo, hiss!), and he defended himself from a very serious claim by not-a-creepy-porn-lawyer Michael Avenatti. The claim is that Kavanaugh participated in a gang rape ring in high school. That sounds plausible, right? Kavanaugh’s rebuttal is that he was a virgin in high school, and for quite some time after. So I can add that to my list of Things I Didn’t Particularly Want Nor Need to Know.

But Kavanaugh’s claim of youthful sexlessness may have been a fatal mistake! It has now been thoroughly debunked by, um, a tweet from a guy who claims to have gone to Yale with him:

I have questions.

  1. How can a fact-checker ascertain whether a decades-old recollection of a college classmate’s sexual boast actually happened?
  2. If somehow the fact of Kavanaugh’s boast is proven, via time travel or astral projection or some other unspecified means, how can a fact-checker determine if the boast was true or false?
  3. How does any of this prove the so-far-unproven allegations against Kavanaugh?

I know, I know. I’m just nitpicking.

Jane Mayer and Susan Glasser aren’t just a couple of randos, by the way. They’re both “reporters” for The New Yorker. In fact, just yesterday Mayer shared a byline with Ronan Farrow,* breaking the story that a woman who went to Yale with Kavanaugh may or may not have been sexually assaulted in 1983. With a plastic penis, or possibly a real penis. If it was a real one, it might’ve been Kavanaugh’s. Or maybe not. She’s not at all sure about any of it, and nobody else can seem to back up her story. Remember that?

Well, he probably did it anyway. If you’re skeptical, you just hate women.

Incidentally, here’s how Avenatti is following up on his shocking claim of Kavanaugh’s high-school gang rape ring…

As he’s so fond of saying: #Basta.

Exhibit B: Kavanaugh wrote stupid crap in his yearbook when he was a teenager.

Two kinds of people are forever defined by what they did at 17 years old: boy bands and Supreme Court justices. Brett Kavanaugh wrote some stuff in his high school yearbook that somebody somewhere might not like decades later, and our moral, ethical, and intellectual betters in the press are on it. Read all about it at CNN, if you think that’s a good use of your time.

Exhibit C: Kavanaugh’s high school friend Mark Judge still reads Superman comics like a big dork.

WaPo tracked down Mark Judge, Kavanaugh’s high-school drinking buddy and one of the many “witnesses” who say they never witnessed what the Democrats desperately need them to have witnessed. The only new information to be gleaned from WaPo’s report is that Judge got out of D.C. on the advice of his lawyer, is now hiding out at a beach house in Delaware, and has dirty clothes and Superman comics in his car. Is there a Pulitzer Prize for Nerd Shaming?

So that’s today’s main course. For dessert, here’s a perfectly normal late-night talk show joke about current events:

Kimmel’s indoctrination is complete. He is now fully #woke. In a mere 20 years, he’s gone from “Girls Jumping on Trampolines!” to “Let’s Publicly Castrate Emmanuel Goldstein!”

Over the past week or so, nobody on the #BelieveSurvivors side has convinced me they’re getting this one right. I have no idea what happened between Brett Kavanaugh and Christine Blasey Ford, and neither do you. But I’m not going to assume he’s guilty, in the absence of any evidence other than her accusation. I learned my lesson from the UVA hoax. If you didn’t, I can’t help you.

If I didn’t know better, I’d think the unbiased liberal media can’t find any proof for the stuff they really want to believe. But hey, rumor and innuendo and wild conjecture will do in a pinch. Who cares? It’s not as if Kavanaugh was nominated by a Democrat.

*I wonder if Ronan Farrow is starting to feel nervous yet? He built up a lot of public goodwill on both sides of the aisle with his terrific, solid work over the past year. His Pulitzer for the Harvey Weinstein story was richly deserved. But goodwill is not an infinite resource, and it can be squandered before you know it. This sort of shoddy, evidence-averse reporting is not doing him any favors. What would his mom’s first husband Frank think about all this?

Update 3:13 p.m. EST: This might explain what happened to Avenatti: