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Tears I've been watching today proceedings in DC. Let me say I'm a woman, a mother of two daughters and a grandmother of five girls. Nobody feels for the wrongs that happen to women more then I. My heart felt like lead listening to Dr. Ford this morning. I fought away from putting one of my loved ones in her place as I knew it would be crushing. I was coming to the conclusion that we would have to hear from that common friend of theirs she spoke of. But I know better, both should have they say. In comes Kavanaugh and gives his opening statement. As I said my heart went out to Dr. Ford. But it was Kavanaugh who drove me to tears. Maybe this man is the best liar in the world or innocent. If he did do it I still might support him and I'll explain why. If he did this terrible thing then everything he has done since then stands as proof he must regret it for how he has treated every woman since. In a off the wall way it would be a plus as a judge as he surely see both sides of something so very distasteful. I'm not calling Dr. Ford a liar, not in the least. Just maybe mistaking a bit on what happened. I had no plans of going there but when I was young something very simular happened to me. I was only eight at the time being the biggest difference. Very near to where we live was the old farmhouse that owned the property before. They retained a good amout of property and through it ran a slow running stream which was lined with eucalyptus trees. If you didn't know it was there you'd never know it as it was in a rut in the ground a good six feet deep. I was a Tomboy back then so finding me there would not be odd, but normally with family and or with friends. This day I was alone or maybe they were running late, either way alone at the time. Three older boys came walking up, older then me I'd guess twelve or so. It started started off slow, just words. They were mad I was in their secret spot, they started with words then rocks. Well I have older brothers so I could hold my own, not only in words but rocks too. It was when I beamed one in the head they came running after me. I tried to run up the hill but the fallen eucalyptus leaves left the ground like ice. The boys caught me and drug me down what little I got up. They stood over me a moment then one said "look she has boobs already" Two ripped at my blouse while the third held me down. They got through my top and were pulling on my T I wore beneath. Yes I had a bit of going but surely no bra needed, as a Tomboy I would of wished away what little I had at the time. Just then a voice which I'm sure came from the closest house yelled "What's going on out there" The boys ran down the winding stream and was soon out of site. However it was they never came but I thank them still. I ran home with no intention in telling mom but she could tell there was something wrong. Wrong or right she didn't call the police but went with me the next day to school. We went in the office and spoke to the Principal. I can understand why my mom did it that way, there was no chance in finding those boys via cops. Three boys hanging out, one of a hundred I'm sure. But maybe the Principal had insight to which boys might do such a thing. I was then looking through yearbooks at photos "could it be him or him or him or him..... I was nervous and scared, every boy had a butch or flat top including my brothers but all I was sure now it wasn't them two. So I don't know turned into maybe to I think so. Nothing ever happened from it and now looking back this is how I'd handle it. I'd show (me) a yearbook so old it couldn't be them, test my memory before pointing fingers. I never said flat ( yes it was him ) and I'm glad I didn't as I wasn't sure of anything anylonger. This whole story is to say/show how both can be telling the truth or the truth to them. Something happened to her I'm sure, then what she know was was watered by those that seen they could benifit from her attack. As stupid as it might sound have you ever seem liar liar that Jim Carrey movie. In it there a woman getting divorced for<b> cheating </font></b>on her husband. There a prenup so she is to get nothing for having an affair. So she gets legal help, Jim Carrey in two minutes has her believing she was the victim. Not the exact thing but surrounded by those who want to point you in a direction normally they can. And by the end she's only really sure if two things, she was attacted and it was Kavanaugh who did it. After all that's the only then the Dems give a shit about, surely not her. |
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She seems to be a strong woman mentally, so, if this really did happen, why didn't she come forward before..... Why didn't she say something publicly right after she told her shrink? Why not say something when he was appointed a Federal Judge? Why not when Trump first nominated him? Why wait until the last minute? Did come say something late to push the vote until after the med term elections? Is this simply a ploy to fuck with Trump and Republicans....to prevent a conservative judge appointed to the SCOTUS? . If Kavanaugh doesn't make it, and Trump nominated another person, will another liberal come out of the woodwork at the last minute with allegations of sexual assault? It just seems rather fishy too me...… Especially since two other woman have made claims...… Hopefully, the truth will come out, and whoever is lying faces extremely harsh punishment! I still say, have them both take a polygraph test.....whoever lies, gets a shock that knocks them on their ass......
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Who is guilty? The Democrats. Lindsey Graham nailed it.
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