John Oliver did crack me up, and take me back, when he said Kavanaugh has "resting lacrosse face". My little liberal arts college had a lacrosse contingent, which was I don't know exactly who but there were plenty of unsavory stories, from guys I knew who were unfortunate enough to share dorms and dorm hallways with some of them, and it sure seemed like they were many-of-'em the prep school New Englanders who somehow couldn't get into an ivy league institution and ended up being our curse, on accounta the school's going-way-back bona fides and eagerness to court a blue-blooded base of donors and full-tuition payers.
A local mental health professional whose clientele has lotsa wimmin in it reports that something like 3 outta 4 have mentioned Kavanaugh this past week.
I mean, if we're gonna talk about it, are we gonna talk about it? Among many things we cannot trust, that's there too.
One comfort I came across was this podcast with stuff about how we got more female senators after Anita Hill, with my old Rep/Senator Babs Mikulski talking about how it was.
But the bow tie. A picture of today's bow tie.
It's an oldie but hasn't appeared here before.
To happier times!
