There are enough conversations already about the hearings today, and I don’t want to derail any of them to pursue a second avenue of disgust, so I’ve started this one.
All I listened to directly today was the tail end of the hearings in the car after work, and heard Sen. Kennedy ask Kavanaugh if he believed in God, as if that meant anything. “I do,” he says sincerely, as if this deep and important answer to this deep and important question said all you needed to know about him.
Sen. Kennedy then asked Kavanaugh to swear to God!!! that he didn’t do it, which he solemnly swore, to God!!!
Fuck that noise. Fuck the fact that there are people who think that their belief in an arbitrarily chosen imaginary sky pixie makes them more moral than other people. Fuck the fact that invoking that sky pixie’s name means that some people will think their words matter more than if they had not. Fuck the fact that most of the good suggestions the imaginary sky pixie is said to have made are in fact ignored by the people who invoke him. Fuck also the fact that the imaginary sky pixie has a penis, and so invokes in his believers also a belief in a natural order where a man tells everyone else what to do.
And fuck specifically Sen. Kennedy, who clearly seemed to think that a “look in the eye” and a “swear to God” are all he needs to know what really happened.