He might be confirmed, he might not but yesterday etched itself on all minds and made the scumbags even more determined over that lying cow Ford with her little girl theatrics at 55 and with 60 something sexual partners under her belt so to speak [at that point in the 80s] … or the Lindsey Graham speech which was seen as majestic and seems to have solidified Republicans before the midterms, which was its intention really.
Now obviously I’m on the Deplorable side but all the same – the tears of Brett Kavanaugh seemed just a bit much to me. I do understand that when your wife and children have been attacked, yes, I know all that, I’d do the same, but in the context of these quite vital midterms, his best bet was stoic. Never let ’em see you bleed, or as Eden Kane put it:
There was an Australian PM, Bob Hawke and he built his reputation [before that] as a straight-shooter, went into a negotiation and came out with an agreement. Hard man.
Trouble was, he thought he could also show his softer side and when he did, he became known among the scumbaggeri as Cryin’ Bobby. Unfair? Well of course but there’s an old saying about heat and kitchens. Also Paul Gascoigne.
There was also what Kenny Rogers sang – time enough for countin’ once the dealin’s done.
Bob Hawke tried the notion many outspoken girls try – act the hard man/girl but at the same time, his/her sensitivities need respecting. Look, the way I put myself about, no one I’m attacking is going to give me the slightest quarter, so I don’t expect any. Insults go into my testimonials page.
What does kill me is if someone I’ve let in, someone really close, starts the nastiness. There was one recently who started the very first line about ‘misrepresentation’ – that was it as far as I was concerned. I occasionally let some people in close and we are going in the same direction but I’ll be damned if I’m going to fight someone in close 24/7. Life’s too short. My fighting energy is for the blog.
And only those you’ve let in close can really hurt you. I’ve learnt that myself of late the other way, needing to be careful about some of the things I say, things I speak of. Boys can be sensitive too – I bet there are many things my mates have let go through to the keeper and I have too, what’s the point in pursuing them? Men of our kind do know when it’s wise to back off.
Sure we cry. I cry over what is being done to society, especially to girls – those bstds, including those female teachers, are going to burn in hell. With the emasculation of boys, I see it but don’t feel it so deeply, being a boy myself. I like it best when the boys go in to bat for the girls and the girls become lionesses for the boys – there’s a lot of it about now in the pushback, thank goodness.
It’s a beautiful state of affairs when one fights for the other and vice-versa. That makes societies solid. Families too.
Boys cry? Better to keep it under wraps, Brett – you’re needed for your unflinching strength on that bench, that’s what the US and all of us need – a powerful 5-4 on the bench. That sleepy cow will die soon so that’s another. The last thing anyone wants today is spinelessness in leaders.
I’d like to see Brett Kavanaugh sworn in by Clarence Thomas, that would be sweet. But Brett, do your weeping with your wife in your arms at that time of night no one has a microphone on you. And anyway, you won’t have time to weep, you’ll be too busy taking care of her weeping, any man would.