It’s very unfortunate for Brett Kavanaugh that the only person in the world besides himself and Christine Blasey Ford who might know with certainty what happened in that Montgomery County, Maryland bedroom 36 years ago is someone whom the Republicans absolutely do not want to call as a witness. I say this witness might know what happened because Mark Judge may have been too drunk to have remembered the incident the next morning, let alone after three and a half decades have elapsed. Professor Ford, if she testifies, will undoubtedly state again for the record that both Kavanaugh and Judge were extremely drunk that evening. And there’s nothing in Judge’s record to make us doubt this.
In fact, Judge, who is an alcoholic in recovery, wrote a memoir about his teenage and college years back in the mid-1990’s: Wasted: Tales of a Gen X Drunk. He followed that up with another memoir in 2005: God and Man at Georgetown Prep. In the former, he inadequately anonymized Brett Kavanaugh as “Bart O’Kavanaugh” when describing an incident where his friend “puked in someone’s car” and “passed out on his way back from a party.”
It’s clearer from the record than we’d ever normally expect that Brett Kavanaugh was in the habit of getting highly intoxicated at high school parties. It’s also clear from the record that Matt Judge had some highly dubious judgment about what makes for an appropriate yearbook quote.
I don’t know anyone who would have used that Noël Coward quote about people striking women regularly like gongs in their yearbook. Do you?
Here’s what Judge’s own brother had to say about him and his Wasted memoir:
Mark claims in his book that we all lived in terror of my father’s drunken outbursts. I can only say that he is right in one thing; my family did come to fear one of its members. As another member of our family commented during one of many meetings about Mark’s behavior, “Mark went to Markland a long time ago.” He still lives there. Sadly for my mother, that still means home.
And that’s it, that’s the real problem—not alcoholism or a lousy childhood or an abusive father. Mark is a solipsist: spoiled as a child, gazing always inward, unable to recognize any pain but his own.
As you can see, Mark Judge is about the least optimal character witness you could ask for, especially on the subject at hand. And this probably explains why Lindsey Graham, who serves on the Judiciary Committee, does not think it is necessary to get Mr. Judge under oath.
In politics, you can often tell how weak a hand someone is holding by the tortured arguments they make. And judging by Sen. Lindsey O. Graham’s (R-S.C.) defense Tuesday of his fellow Judiciary Committee Republicans, the GOP isn’t holding much.
The committee is currently planning Monday’s hearing featuring Supreme Court nominee Brett Kavanaugh and his accuser, Christine Blasey Ford. But Chairman Charles E. Grassley (R-Iowa) said Tuesday that they would be the only two witnesses, and that has Democrats crying foul.
First on the list of people whose presence would seem important would be Mark Judge. He’s the other person Ford has said was in the room during the alleged assault 35 years ago. He’s an alleged eyewitness who has flatly denied Ford’s account. And yet, per Grassley, he won’t be there.
When The Post’s Seung Min Kim asked Graham on Tuesday whether Judge should be called, Graham demurred.
“No reason to,” Graham responded. “He’s already said what he’s gonna say. I want to hear from her, if she wants to speak, and I want to hear from him.”
At the Washington Post, Aaron Blake has an obvious response:
This . . . is not really how it works. Judge can deny Ford’s allegations all day long publicly and never be held legally accountable for his words. The only setting in which his denials must be accurate or he risks jail time is if he’s testifying — either in a courtroom or to Congress. Getting him on the record and under oath would both seem to be good as a matter of course and when it comes to bolstering Kavanaugh’s defense.
Indeed, this is the very point of holding hearings, and Graham knows it.
But Graham also knows that if Judge is called as a character witness, the Democrats will want to know about all those nights he and Kavanaugh got black-out drunk and puked in people’s cars. They’ll ask him whether he still thinks that some women should be struck regularly like gongs. They’ll want to ask him about his advocacy for “the wonderful beauty of uncontrollable male passion.”
And none of that is going to be remotely helpful to Kavanaugh’s cause.
. . . excluding witnesses/evidence that could be either exonerating or refuting (because reasons).
Graham’s a lawyer (former military JAG, iirc). He’s fully aware of how outrageous this deliberate suppression of relevant evidence is.
Ford’s being set up for Anita Hill-style character assassination via suppression/exclusion of that relevant evidence. Nothing could be more obvious. Nor more transparently evil. I’m male, and my rage over this is white hot. I can only imagine the rage of the wimmenfolk, at least any paying attention (and I presume lots are!).
They are evil motherfuckers. Recognition of this is key to understanding our current dysfunction.
. . . “exonerating”
Occasionally I run into something that makes the theoretical real. The GOP is just in full blown “full speed ahead” mode and will remain, no matter what the cost, as long as they can ram it down all our throats. They don’t care at all about the optics of this, except in so far as it might damage their chances this fall. No concept of a long term future for their party at all!
I had dinner with a friend of mine whose wife is a natural Republican. She’s a compliance officer in the defense industry. She’s in favor of fiscal conservatism, and against excessive government regulation and is a real estate developer on the side. In short, she should by any measure be driving around with a Jeb! 2016 sticker on her car. Moderate professional Republican woman who is pro-business.
But, she’s Latino and instead of voting Republican she openly hopes someone assassinates Trump. She would no more vote for a Republican than cut her own head off. She viscerally hates them all.
There’s a lot of talk about the GOP “mortgaging their future” with their opposition to women and minorities, but sometimes to see it first hand like this is surprising.
The question to her is will she vote for a Democrat this fall? I’m sick of all these “fiscally conservative” Repubs yammering about how much the party’s abandoned them but don’t follow it up with voting for Dems.
The question to her is will she vote for a Democrat this fall? I’m sick of all these “fiscally conservative” Repubs yammering about how much the party’s abandoned them but don’t follow it up with voting for Dems.
Doesn’t seem he was inadequately anonymized as much as that’s what they called each other as buds. Mark Judge referred to Brett as “Bart” in the yearbook, while Brett referred to Mark as “Judge”.
“Judge — have you boofed yet?”
“Bart, have you boofed yet?”
They didn’t coordinate totally. One uses a comma, another uses a dash.
Every once in a while, something karmic happens. Kavanaugh so deserves this (and more).
When this is the most hopeful comment in the thread, it is pretty disheartening.
It is long past time for our intelligence agencies to leak what they know about Trump’s treachery. And if they know what Trump (or Russia) has on Lindsay Graham, disclose that too.
McConnell is getting the word out that he was never a fan of Kavanaugh and that he told the WH that he’d rather have a different nominee.
In the end McConnell will throw Kavanaugh under the bus if he sees him damaging his chance of holding onto the Senate anymore than it already is.
Sen Maize Hirono shook her finger at McConnell this morning and told him to do the right thing, I can only imagine how she’s shaking a clenched fist at the 2 women senators.
I’d be amazed if they withdrew the nomination. That is not how Trump operates. He will rage at them if they try it. “Deny! Deny! Deny!” is all he knows. Never apologize for anything because the minute enemies see you back down that only encourages them to attack. Instead attack first and always double down on any thing they criticize just to show people “who’s boss!”
And then there is this video
https://talkingpointsmemo.com/livewire/kavanaugh-in-2015-jokes-what-happens-at-georgetown-prep-stays
-at-georgetown-prep
Kavanaugh jokes in 2015: “What happens at Georgetown Prep, stays at Georgetown Prep”
2:55 PM – Sep 18, 2018
here
Judge’s lawyer just released a statement saying he didn’t remember the incident and does not want to be involved.
. . . is for.
Surprise, surprise. He’d likely torpedo the nomination.
. . . to be involved.”
Go figure. Could it be he realizes there’s no way he emerges from testifying under oath unexposed as an asshole?
Link here
https://thehill.com/homenews/senate/407296-kavanaughs-classmate-tells-senators-he-wont-testify
This has been another edition of “Heroes of the Conservative Movement”. It’s Family Values month!
Tune in next week for our next exciting episode: “Shitfaced Georgetown Prep Predators II”!
Also, too, Blitzo McJudge “doesn’t remember” an incident that never happened, according to Groper O’Kavanaugh? Does not compute, does not compute….enter the precise reason for cross examination, Major Lindsay G!
“Family Values Month”?
What happened to Infrastructure Week? I still have my decorations up.
Markland is located in Maryland. There is no statute of limitations on sexual assault in Maryland.
It would be irresponsible not to speculate.
You know, this Mark Judge character is yet another powerful demonstrator of the incredible power of elite white male privilege.
Not only has our drunken asshole written a number of terrible books which have been published, he also has written terribly for the Daily Caller. You’ll be shocked to hear that Kavanaugh’s best buddy is a racist piece of shit. Look at this deathless prose and beautiful interpretation of personal and cultural circumstances:
THE END OF MY WHITE GUILT
11:41 AM 04/09/2012
Mark Judge | Journalist and filmmaker
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My white guilt died on Good Friday, April 6, 2012. That was the day my bike got stolen.
…
I bought a bike, and it quickly became a source of joy — and efficiency. D.C. is a car-heavy city, and the bike made getting around it a breeze. I could park on Capitol Hill, coast down Independence Avenue and take in the museums and cherry blossoms in a couple hours. The bike was a sign of strength, of determination. Of recovery. When a friend of mine, a social worker, expressed surprise that the entire time of my treatment I had never gone on disability, I couldn’t believe she would even think that I would do such a thing. One magical early spring night I rode through about half the city, going to rock clubs, coffee shops and museums, ending up on the lit hilltop at Georgetown University. Disability? Wrong answer.
But when I came back to my car after the stations, my bike, which had been locked to a bike rack on my car, was gone. I called the cops and filed a report. Then I walked around Brookland, the neighborhood around the Shrine, for an hour to see if I could spot it. I didn’t, but I did talk to some people who said there were a lot of kids around that day because the schools are out.
I went to college at Catholic University, which is right next to the National Shrine, and I know Brookland pretty well. It’s home to several Catholic religious orders (Brookland was once known as “Little Rome”). I could be pretty certain that on Good Friday a member of the Little Sisters of the Poor, which is across the street from where I was parked, had not nicked my bike. Neither had the monks at the Dominican House of Studies on the corner. The students at Catholic University were on Easter break. That left the neighborhoods around the university. Since the time I was an undergrad at Catholic University in the 1980s, most of the crime that has occurred on campus has come from those neighborhoods, which are predominately black. As sure as it took the D.C. cops forever to get to the parking lot to file a report, I knew that the odds were very high that a black person had taken my bike — maybe one of the kids that had been described.
When I got home I vented to my friends. I told them I was going to scour those neighborhoods until I found the bike. In reply, a liberal friend gave me a lecture about profiling and told me to just forget about the bike. “That person needs our prayers and help,” she said. “They haven’t had the advantages we have.”
That’s when I lost it. I had been carefully educated by liberal parents that we are all, black and white, the same. My favorite movie growing up was “In the Heat of the Night.” Yet that often meant not treating everyone the same. It meant treating blacks with a mixture of patronizing condescension and obsequious genuflecting to their Absolute Moral Authority gained from centuries of suffering. It meant not treating everyone the same.
It meant leaving valuable things like a bike in a vulnerable position in a black part of town because you didn’t want to admit that the crime is worse in poor black neighborhoods.
Hearing the kumbaya song from my liberal friend, I immediately thought of a phrase Piers Morgan had recently used when he was debating the tiresome black liberal journalist Touré about the Trayvon Martin case. Touré had accused Morgan of not “fully understanding what’s really going on here and what’s really at stake for America.” To which Morgan replied: “What a load of fatuous nonsense you speak, Touré, don’t you? You think you have the only right to speak about what’s serious in America? You think I don’t have the right as somebody from Britain who spent the last six or seven years here to address the story like this with the seriousness it deserves?”
Score one for the Queen. In that moment, I had a change of consciousness. Why was I assuming that the kid who stole my bike was acting out of some terrible pain, as if he had been directly under the lash of Bull Connor? What if he has a car, a nice apartment, a hot girlfriend and good health?
What if he is just a selfish asshole?
I decided that I’m just going to let go of my white guilt. We’re all human, we all experience pain in our lives. And black pain is no different than white pain.
…
Mark Judge is the author of A Tremor of Bliss: Sex, Catholicism, and Rock `n’ Roll.
. . . racist” from a racist rationalizing his racism.
What an asshole.
And the talking points emerge. As of tonight the Right is promoting two doozies.
https:/dailycaller.com/2018/09/17/kavanaugh-ford-foreclosure
And F Limbaugh heard a rumor and he thought he would put it out there
https:/www.rushlimbaugh.com/daily/2018/09/18/two-rumors-that-could-be-fake-news-but-ring-true
Two Rumors That Could Be Fake News But Ring True
Sep 18, 2018
RUSH: Okay, folks. I want to share some things with you that may be fake news, but if they’re not fake, I want to be on record as having had them for you. There’s a Twitter thread out there. I have no idea the veracity because, as you know, I do not “twit.” But this particular thread claims that the reason that Dianne Feinstein was reluctant to go public with Christine Blasey Ford’s letter is because she received a similar letter from the woman about Judge Gorsuch. No idea whether this is fake news or true.
A prime example of JAQing off, eh?
. . . seemingly trying to give Rush a run for his money in that circle-JAQ competition.