Whether he likes it or not, Judge Brett Kavanaugh is now the official poster boy for modern-day tragic heroes in the War on Liberty. He is the representative for everything that the progressivist Left of the Democrat Party wants to do to you and your family.
Kavanaugh is a learned and – by most accounts – decent man of preeminent legal qualification who was rightly nominated by President Trump for a position on the Supreme Court. By any rational standard, he ought to be confirmed. Instead, he is being destroyed by the Democrat’s leviathan of hypocrisy and State sponsored terror because he’s not excited enough about baby killing to meet the Left’s litmus test for holocaustic enlightenment.
To Kavanaugh or not to Kavanaugh, that is the question. For this situation, we might rightly look to the greatest masters of political philosophy such as Sun Tzu, Descartes or Aristotle for answers on how to overcome this most recent political debacle brought to us by our favorite Kamikaze Democrats. I don’t know how much help the aforementioned logicians would be because they traded in rational thought rather than fanatical autocracy.
Realistically, if you’re interested in understanding what’s happening in our government, you’d be better schooled in the techniques Feinstein-istic Borking Methodologies and other lunatic forms of character assassination by the writings of Hitler, Stalin and Alinsky.
For me, I prefer Shakespeare:
To be, or not to be, that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them: to die, to sleep No more; and by a sleep, to say we end
the heart-ache, and the thousand natural shocks that Flesh is heir to? ‘Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep, To sleep, perchance to Dream; aye, there’s the rub,- for in that sleep of death, what dreams may come, when we have shuffled off this mortal coil, must give us pause. There’s the respect that makes Calamity of so long life:
For who would bear the Whips and Scorns of time, the Oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s Contumely, the pangs of despised Love, the Law’s delay, the insolence of Office, and the spurns that patient merit of the unworthy takes, when he himself might his Quietus make with a bare Bodkin? Who would Fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life,
but that the dread of something after death, the undiscovered country, from whose bourn
no traveller returns, puzzles the will, and makes us rather bear those ills we have,
than fly to others that we know not of. Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
and thus the native hue of Resolution Is sicklied o’er, with the pale cast of Thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment, with this regard their Currents turn awry,
And lose the name of Action. Soft you now,The fair Ophelia? Nymph, in thy Orisons
Be all my sins remember’d.
This speaks wholly to the issue at hand. I honestly do not know whether Brett Kavanaugh understood what he was getting himself into with this Supreme Court nomination. I don’t know if he got himself into compromising situations in high school or at college. I don’t know whether he was a putz or obsessed with getting laid. I don’t know if he was a binge drinking lush who would black out and grope young females when he was in his late teens.
If he was all of those things and more, I wouldn’t know what to say about it other than – and?
I am only a couple years younger than Brett Kavanaugh. I grew up in the 1980s just like he did. I remember pretty well what the prevailing attitudes of Gen Xers were in those days. Here’s the heads up for anyone who grew up in the Reagan-Bush era. If you aren’t 100% on board with the Left’s Slaughter of Innocents then you will be targeted, and if it isn’t because you were a whore or a drunk, it’ll be because you weren’t.
While I was not a huge drinker per se, I remember being at parties where drinking was happening and while it is never okay to drink to the point of blackout, a large minority of 15 to 20 somethings drank occasionally. A smaller minority drank to get stoned as a matter of habit, so it wasn’t outside the bounds of typical behavior at the time for Monday morning conversations to circle around the weekend’s parties and who got wasted.
Obviously, this is all about historical context. To look at that decade through the lens of American values circa 2018 is a bit disingenuous because the 1980s actually represent the beginning of a new-prohibition era. Keep in mind that it was right around 1982 that the drinking age was raised from 18 to 21. This brought about an era of binge drinking among teens…and frankly, I’m not sure why Gen Xers are being held to a higher standard than those set by those of the Roaring 20s or Haight-Ashbury 1969, but I guess that’s how it’s gonna be.
Having said that, when you couple said binge drinking with the sexual promiscuity being broadly encouraged by pop culture ala movies, TV and music, you have yourself a recipe for disaster, and if we hold Gen Xers to the limited value of who they were when they were 17 years old, very few reputations will survive.
The example that I’m about to provide is graphic, so if you are of a sensitive disposition, you are being forewarned:
Between Fast Times, Animal House, Risky Business and pretty much every John Hughes movie ever made, Gen Xers were inundated with tutorials on:
a) how to act like a crazy jackass
b) how to get stone cold wasted
c) how to lose your virginity and
d) how to do it all at next weekend’s kegger.
Nearly EVERY film marketed for teenagers was filled with this attitude of promiscuity.
Nearly every girl that I knew wanted to be a member of the Brat Pack and live the drama that Demi Moore or Molly Ringwald or Ally Sheedy portrayed on the silver screen wearing the most fashion-forward outfits and the cutest mall-chick hair. Most girls wistfully wondered what it would be like. For others, the term “feminist” was synonymous with “slut.” Feminism combined with intoxication gave those girls carte blanche to sleep around.
Nearly every guy that I knew wanted to be Sean Penn or Matthew Broderick or Tom Cruise and to get all the hot babes like those actors did on screen because as Hollywood told them and continues to tell high schoolers to this day, “Getting laid is all that matters. If you’re not having sex then there is something wrong with you. You’re just an animal with no self-control, so get naked and be sure to use protection.” Feminism and intoxication also gave those young men permission to sleep around.
Was Kavanaugh one of them? I don’t know.
I will be very frank, I knew a few guys who were always looking to score. I knew a few girls who got themselves into bad situations at parties. Either way, they were no different than the kindergarteners who would tie towels around their necks and jump out of windows because they thought that capes were what made superheroes fly. Logic would suggest that it won’t turn out well, but Hollywood makes the impossible look possible.
Like most modern decades, America’s teens of the 1980s were pretty much reenacting what they saw on the big and small screens. They generally knew full well that such behavior was unacceptable but did not particularly care because they were “like so wasted” at the time and that meant their bad conduct didn’t “like” count.
Surprise! It did. Didn’t see that one coming, did you? Decades later, they’re coming for you and they will use any means possible to put you in your place. It’s actually wildly Orwellian. All we need now is a cage full of rats and the Thought Police will be actualized. Let that be a cautionary tale for Millennials. They are coming for you next.
Let’s be clear. For Hollywood actors and directors to heap moral judgment upon anyone – including Brett Kavanaugh – when they are the exact people who encourage and glorify the bad behaviors for young people is unacceptable.
For Congressional Democrats to stand before America in judgment when they are the people who have been perpetuating a world where parents have no authority and where our instant gratification culture reigns supreme is hypocrisy of the highest order.
For the media to rape this man’s reputation with incidents that contain nothing but half memories and no witnesses from 30 years ago is psychotic – especially since the media have been pushing post-Christian morality upon unsuspecting teens for decades.
But back to Shakespeare if you please, because Kavanaugh is literally the only person standing between the future of American conservatism and the Stasi’s elite branch of the Democratic Party right now. That makes him very Hamlet-esque indeed. Quoting Wikipedia:
East Germany was a very modern dictatorship. The Stasi didn’t try to arrest every dissident. It preferred to paralyze them, and it could do so because it had access to so much personal information and to so many institutions.
Dianne Feinstein and her band of merry zealots demonstrate that their authority transcends conscience. They are – with no detectable irony, mind you – posing as the morality police and destroying Kavanaugh for no other reason than to show they can. The point isn’t Kavanaugh at all. It’s about disenfranchising conservative judges from their constitutional rights and their professional obligation to the Constitution.
Solutions to the Progressive Reign of Terror? There’s only one. Vote them out. Keep them out, never let them back in. Continue with what Donald Trump made his number one priority. #DrainTheSwamp and don’t stop draining until the last festering pustule of progressive thuggery and intimidation has been disinfected with nature’s best medicine – the light of day.