“Have you no sense of decency?”
Or, put another method, have you no pity?
That question was put to the indecent senator from Wisconsin, Joe McCarthy, by Joseph N. Welch, who represented the United States Army in 1954 when the red-baiting senator was attempting his best to belittle the Army for not promoting a close, really close, good friend of McCarthy’s. The friend, David Schine, was also a really buddy of Roy Cohn’s who, in turn, was a really, very buddy of our existing president, Donald Trump.
The world is, certainly, quite small when it concerns attacking the American organizations that secure us, like the Army. But I digress.
The issue is among pity. Public or private.
I very just recently discovered of a good friend’s deep, dark family secret that caused an unbelievable amount of self-imposed guilt for an otherwise fantastic person who brought the pity of a past indiscretion for nearly a life time. Its effect was overwhelming and unrelenting.
Only just recently did the story come cycle to the point where the excessive concern of a vibrant error was raised, and the person who bore the impact of that embarassment for practically 60 years became something, someone, brand-new, very different and really delighted.
My point is that none people know the tricks even our closest friends bring and the depth of the imposition on their happiness that occurs as an outcome of aiming to keep secrets that, in the end, will almost always end up being public.
I enjoy for my pal. Life is unexpectedly gorgeous at long last.
I have actually been considering the shame that was prevalent throughout that story and the trick that remained buried for so long in the context of Professor Christine Blasey Ford’s secret that she brought for all of her adult life– until recently. Despite the fact that she aimed to keep the events that caused her shame, shame, pain or myriad other human feelings a trick, the fact has actually been bared for the world to see.
And, oh, exactly what a truth that is!
It is a reality that will impact the Supreme Court of the United States. It has the capability to shame the high court for a generation and lay bare the biases of generations of men toward females who want to shout their outrage however, instead, are shamed into silence.
Teacher Ford claims that Brett Kavanaugh put his hand over her mouth to aim to mute her screams. Today, the Republicans in the Senate are trying to put their metaphorical turn over her mouth once again, this time using the rules of the Senate– as they continue to change them– to keep her quiet.
The concern is basic: Is an allegation by a lady toward a Supreme Court nominee of sexual misconduct, perhaps tried rape, worthy of the time and energy of the United States Senate? Or is it just a “hiccup,” as Sen. Dean Heller, R-Nev., described it, on the way to Kavanaugh’s particular approval to be the next justice of the Supreme Court?
Simply puts, have we discovered nothing in the previous 27 years since Anita Hill was crucified by a bunch of males on the Senate Judiciary Committee for having the temerity to challenge the preordained ascension of then-nominee Clarence Thomas, a man Hill declared was guilty of sexual harassment?
In the middle of the #MeToo period, have not we discovered anything about the new-found voice of women in society who are lastly standing up against all way of outrage imposed upon them by the male of the types?
An answer might be available in November, as record varieties of ladies have used themselves up for public service by seeking the votes of Americans across the nation. Whether their voices are loud enough to get rid of the oppression they feel stays to be seen.
A more instant answer, though, could come today in Washington as the Republican-controlled Senate Judiciary Committee comes to grips with the reliable claims by Teacher Ford that she was assaulted by Judge Kavanaugh when he was 17 and she was simply a 15-year-old lady. Teacher Ford has brought that trick for most of her adult life and coped with whatever constraints on her happiness that the disgraceful attack has actually triggered.
Are we going to further that harm by ignoring her story or refusing to hear her voice, or are we going to imitate Americans ought to act and seek the truth. Up until now, it appears like the GOP senators wish to do anything but deal with the truth since, if it took place as Teacher Ford declares, that would make Kavanaugh a judicial pariah, which indicates the Senate would have to decline the president’s Supreme Court option, much to the dismay of a virulent minority of Americans and, apparently, a bulk of the citizens in the new Republican Party.
Like almost every American, I don’t know exactly what occurred many years ago between Professor Ford and Judge Kavanaugh– or, a minimum of, their former and younger selves– however I do understand that the charge is severe enough that a couple of extra days here or there to ferret out the best fact we can discover is the really least we can do as a nation.
Professor Ford is so confident in her story that she is asking for the FBI to put her under oath and subject her claims to extensive investigation. That’s not exactly what liars do, that’s exactly what people do when they’re informing the fact.
To date, neither Judge Kavanaugh nor the White House have wanted to undergo the same examination. Why?
Teacher Ford’s trick of her life time has actually been hesitantly revealed. The embarassment, the regret, the hazards to herself and her family are genuine and a regrettable effect of the attack numerous years ago.
By the same token, if in some way Teacher Ford has kept in mind the wrong male in Judge Kavanaugh, he deserves to be cleared in the general public conscience, as does the Supreme Court, which would otherwise need to load the stain of his shame for a generation.
In any case, the general public should have a clean and total airing of these charges and not a railroad task that, as finest I can inform, is still the order of the day.
We will quickly see if the Republican senators in charge of the hearings maintain any sense of decency of their own.
Brian Greenspun is editor, publisher and owner of the Sun.