In today’s US Senate’s Judiciary Committee chaired by Sen. Lindsey Graham (R-SC), the Palmetto State’s senior senator may not so subtly dropped an F-bomb while most of the television networks were carrying the hearings live. Continue reading “Sen. Lindsey Graham Drops ‘F-Bomb’ on National TV”
The US representative of California’s 33d congressional district (Bel Air, Beverly Hills, etc.), made a weak attempt to link conservative and self-avowed American Nationalist activist Candace Owens to Adolf Hitler. Continue reading “Candace Owens CRUSHES Rep. Ted ‘Fake News’ Lieu (D-CA)”
Between Sen. Cory Booker (D-NJ) jumping the shark today as he claimed he was ready to ooze onto his own personal cross, and Judge Kavanaugh verbally dissecting Sen. Richard Blumenthal (D-CN) as the good senator made himself look like a complete jackass, suffice it to say that the Dimocrats succeeded in making themselves look like complete and total fools.
But in one bright, shining moment of decency in a committee room that the Dems guaranteed was drug though the proverbial cesspool, something good happened.
In a photograph snapped by Sen. John Cornyn (R-TX);
Judge Kavanaugh backed up by his forever and current girl’s basketball teams pic.twitter.com/si4fdh68ed
— Senator John Cornyn (@JohnCornyn) September 6, 2018
While the committee’s Democrat have done everything in their power to paint Kavanaugh as the evil love child born of Cruella De Vil and fathered by de debbil hisself, the real Brett Kavanaugh is been favorably mentioned, in of all places, in the pages of the Washington Post.
In a Post op-ed, writer Julie O’Brien penned last summer a piece titled, I don’t know Kavanaugh the judge. But Kavanaugh the carpool dad is one great guy.
Other than Kavanaugh coaching his youngest daughter’s basketball team (Blessed Sacrament Catholic School), O’Brien also noted;
A few years ago, my husband died. One of the many difficult aspects of that loss was that my daughter had no one to accompany her to the school’s annual father-daughter dance. That first year — and every year since my husband’s passing — Brett has stepped forward to take my daughter to the dance alongside his own.