Sorry about the Vanity too -I don’t post them often, but thought this would be a better spot than Medium to post a blog style article about this subject!
Sorry about the Vanity too -I don’t post them often, but thought this would be a better spot than Medium to post a blog style article about this subject!
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This is a better editorial / commentary than most professional commentaries. Thanks for posting it.
I think you hit upon a very key element in the falsehood of Ford’s story. Her story is remarkably devoid of detail except it oddly contains an extraordinary amount of detail on her alleged attacker, Kavanagh.
I can’t believe she has 2 sons. I wonder what they think about this?
I also grew up in one of Seattle’s most “exclusive” neighborhoods, although I am a few years older that Ford. A lot of us made some pretty foolish decisions and got into situations we couldn’t handle on more than a few occasions.
I do remember a specific get-together when a young man I had never met before got kind of aggressive. I honestly could not tell you the date - but I do know it was summertime. I don’t think I ever learned his last name - friend of a friend type of thing. I remember whose house it was but I couldn’t tell you the address, although I do know the general neighborhood. I shoved him off of me and might have slapped his face...then I went and found the friend I had come with and told her that I wanted to leave NOW!
All that to say, we were young and dumb and I had a few drinks and I’m sure he did as well. For all I know, he might have grown up to become a happily married accountant who is horribly embarrassed by his behavior. I would never presume to judge someone based on one stupid act when they were 16-17 years old because I sure as heck wouldn’t want to be judged based on some of the stuff I did then!
Her story makes no sense - either she was traumatized, in which case she would have told people about it at the time and would remember every detail of the night (especially since she claims to have only had one beer)or something happened that didn’t really stick in her mind (as in my case) until she suddenly sees a chance to destroy a man with whom she disagrees politically and decides to paint him as the villain in a story she can’t even really remember. Can’t have it both ways!!