By Calvin Hill
I don’t remember the day or date. I don’t remember the floor or room number. I am unsure of the time it happened. In fact, I don’t remember if it occurred during the fall or spring. But there are things I am 100% certain of to this day. I was a pint-sized ninth grader when two of my bigger male classmates held me up against a female classmate while her back was against the coat closet. I remember the look on her face when they wouldn’t put me down, I remember her name, and I remember the name of one of the guys who held me against her – and it was 55 years ago. The suggestion that certain traumas or very uncomfortable events are false or fabricated, misremembered, or cases of mistaken identity because of the passage of time are patently absurd. I remember I cried when my mother left me on my first day of kindergarten. I remember my kindergarten classmate, neighbor and friend, Carl Goff, put his arm around me to comfort me on that day. I do not remember anything else about kindergarten – just that.
It is why the attacks on the memory of Dr. Christine Blasey Ford are insulting. It is why the insinuations that attorney Michael Avenatti and his client, Julie Swetnick, ruined the case against Brett Kavanaugh are also absurd. Ms. Swetnick made the claim that she witnessed Kavanaugh and his friend, Mark Judge, at parties where gang rapes had taken place. For veteran columnist, Mike Barnicle, on an episode of Morning Joe, to make the claim that Swetnick’s assertion was “preposterous” was in and of itself, preposterous. CNN host and New York Daily News columnist, SE Cupp, described Mr. Avenatti as a carnival barker. Not only did the attorney insist that Ms. Swetnick be willing to sign an affidavit to the effect, she also provided names of witnesses to corroborate her statement. For a “veteran” columnist to dismiss a statement by Ms. Swetnick and Cupp to castigate the attorney who was careful enough to insist that it be sworn to under oath in an affidavit simply shows that Barnicle, along with Cupp, have succumbed to the White House reality show, Truth Isn’t Truth.
In a more recent episode of Morning Joe, Nebraska Senator Ben Sasse, who was hawking a book, conveniently fudged facts when he claimed that Kavanaugh was accused of participating in gang rapes. He was not. The factual accusation was that he attended parties wherein such assaults took place. Another fact disclosed by ex-girlfriend of Mark Judge, Elizabeth Rasor, was that Judge confided to her that he and other Georgetown Prep classmates took turns having sex with girls who had had too much to drink. She never said that Judge implicated Kavanaugh. Apparently Senator Sasse’s short term memory is much worse than the long term memory that Maine Senator Susan Collins accused Dr. Ford of having.
Several corroborating witnesses reached out to the FBI on behalf of Ms. Swetnick and Deborah Ramirez, who had accused an inebriated Kavanaugh, when Yale students, of exposing his penis and shoving it near her face, causing her to touch it as she pushed him away. And though she doesn’t know who it was, Ramirez distinctly remembers a male voice yell out that ‘Brett Kavanaugh just put his penis in Debbie Ramirez’s face.’ However, with truth not being truth in the Trump White House, the Republican controlled Senate never approached a serious attempt to corroborate the allegation of Ms. Ramirez, the sworn testimony of Dr. Ford, or the accusation in the sworn statement by Julie Swetnick.
It should not surprise anyone that there would not be a legitimate search for the truth – especially Senator Jeff Flake. As a member of the Senate Judiciary Committee, he was witness to the corrupt intent surrounding the confirmation hearing of Kavanaugh. It had become known that Majority Leader, Mitch McConnell, told Trump that Kavanaugh’s paper trail made him too difficult to confirm. The response of the White House, aided and abetted by Chairman Chuck Grassley, was to nominate Kavanaugh anyway and hide the paper trail. That which was demanded of nominee Elena Kagan and made available to the committee was deemed unnecessary to be scrutinized by the committee in the case of Kavanaugh. For Flake to submit to this discriminatory practice, over such an important position, makes his call for an FBI investigation into the allegations against Kavanaugh ring hollow. It was Flake who countered, “Oh yes,” that it would be the end of the Kavanaugh nomination if it was discovered that he lied under oath before the committee, knowing that any documents exposing possible perjury would not be forthcoming. And knowing that the White House, the chairman, and his party members were willing to hide relevant documents, it should have been more than obvious that they would also hide corroborating witnesses.
Most people are honest and remember certain events – particularly those that are traumatic and earth shattering. People can easily recall where they were when they heard Michael Jackson died, when John F. Kennedy and Martin Luther King Jr. were assassinated, and that fateful day after 9:05 AM on Sept. 11, 2001. Not Donald Trump. He recalls seeing hundreds of Muslims in Jersey City celebrating the destruction of the Twin Towers. That was proven false. He also claimed to have lost hundreds of friends in the Trade Center – another fabrication. I remember Chap Hayes put a dent in a barracks utility panel on April 4, 1968 at Keesler Air Force Base in Biloxi, Mississippi. I also remember a caucasian fellow airman, JB from Pennsylvania, who came by my room a few days after that for a long conversation about things I can’t remember, except that he was bothered because the training instructors had told the white GIs to avoid the black GIs after King was murdered. It suddenly made sense why white GIs seemed to make detours to and from the chow hall and other venues when they saw two or more black guys walking together. None of which made any sense because we all had to line up in formation to march to and from our tech school classes. Apparently, the brass was concerned that the racial turmoil throughout the country might spill over onto the base. As a black teenager from the ethnically diverse lower east side of New York, being in southern Mississippi in 1968 was concern enough. And it was one of those formations where I overheard a guy named Leonhardt say that he was not going back to the Lamplighter, (a bar several of the white GIs frequented), because “they wouldn’t serve my man, Hill.”
All of this is so unforgettable to me that I would be willing to swear to it, under oath, or by sworn affidavit. I cannot attest to the fact that the persons I mentioned would do so under oath or on the record. What I do know, is if they were willing to do so and there was no effort to contact them, much like the witnesses of Dr. Ford, Swetnick, and Ramirez, it becomes easy to say that my stories could not be corroborated. For members of the US Senate to authenticate a sham investigation on behalf of an accused nominee is shameful. What is infinitely more deserving of scorn is that they did so on behalf of a president who supported an accused pedophile known to be banned from a mall for trolling for underaged girls and was verified to have called a high school seeking a date with an underaged girl. Even when confronted with a photo of a female with black eyes who claimed she was beaten by her husband, and corroborated by a second wife who said he beat her also, Trump simply chose to believe the husband’s denials – much as he believes in the innocence of the murderous Vladimir Putin, Kim Jong Un and Mohammed bin Salman instead of the FBI, the CIA, or British Intelligence.
The Republican acceptance of Trump’s abnormal and seemingly illegal and unconstitutional behavior as his being an “unconventional” president does not bode well for our future as a free republic with legitimate and constitutional checks and balances. Such cowardly, and widely accepted submission to this unconventional abnormality will send the United States well on its way to authoritarianism. Check and mate!