She was sweet.
She was genuine.
She was calm.
She admits she was terrified to be there.
She had taken a polygraph test.
She is educated.
She holds an academic position.
She is married and has a family.
She was well-off enough to afford therapy, remodeling fees for a second front door, and good lawyers once she learned that she would need one.
She doesn’t use illicit substances.
She is white.
She had an explanation for every potential oddity in her story, and admits honestly if she doesn’t know or doesn’t remember something.
She contacted her local representatives in the ways she knew how, and admitted when she didn’t.
She contacted them before the final nomination was public.
She shared her story nationally, including names of individuals who could recall the incident differently.
She insisted on an FBI investigation knowing that it could reveal that she was lying or mistaken, and otherwise nationally humiliated and scorned.
But even she didn’t stand a chance against a white man bred in an expensive prep school who paints himself as the good ol’ choirboy, lies about “alumni” and “Devil’s Triangles,” accuses Democrats of conspiracy, and refuses to support a 1-week investigation that could clear his name publicly for a lifetime apolitical position.
Are we still wondering why nearly two-third of sexual assault victims don’t come forward?
