Brett Kavanaugh and Christine Blasey Ford agree on at least one thing.
It’s terribly wrong when two men and a woman, inebriated in a locked room at a house party, engage in sex acts without consent by all involved.
Whether that actually happened depends on who you believe.
Either way, neither defends that as appropriate behavior.
This is the silver lining in the ugly nomination process for U.S. Supreme Court nominee Kavanaugh and his “(I) believed he was going to rape me” accuser, Ford.
The sexual revolution in this country has gone too far.
Kavanaugh and Ford agree on that.
A man should not touch a woman’s private parts unless both have rings on their fingers and both consent to it.
Anything looser than that, and we’ve begun traveling a slippery slope from “he made me uncomfortable” to “he raped me.”
That’s why we need boundaries. We must talk with each other, and to listen to each other intimately.
Men and women are wired to desire each other. That’s in our nature, the way we were created.
When done right, physical touch is beautiful in every sense of that word.
When done wrong, we get Kavanaugh-Ford scenarios. And worse.
Who decides what’s “right” and “wrong” in today’s anything-goes society?
Young boys are by nature aggressive, touching, tasting and learning. Where are the parents to teach them boundaries, especially where young girls are concerned?
What are the boundaries, anyway?
This is the question no one is asking.
Loose morals vs. strict morals
We know what’s wrong when it happens, when a girl or woman feels uncomfortable or says no. Can we not learn from the mistakes of others and prevent harassment from happening in the first place?
No, we can’t, because we do not know what the boundaries are.
Your values are different than mine are. This is not a male vs. female question. This is “loose morals” vs. “strict morals.”
If Kavanaugh and Ford attended the same party, either they were friends or they had mutual friends, which means Kavanaugh and Ford likely had similar moral values at the time.
If that locked-room incident happened, Kavanaugh crossed a moral line. But he (and Ford) crossed an earlier moral line by getting drunk first.
Why didn’t their parents prepare them for such scenarios by giving them a moral leg to stand on? (Parents do have the authority to tell their teenager he or she can’t go to a certain party. And parents should know who their friends are. That’s what good parents do.)
Here’s another thing we don’t understand in this country: second chances.
If we are looking for perfect people to rule on the Supreme Court, we’ll never find them. If we’re looking for the perfect spouse or lover, we’ll never find that person, either.
Let’s assume that Kavanaugh is guilty of the harassment he’s being accused of 40 years ago. My question to him then is: Have you learned anything from that? Do you still do such things?
He’s married with two daughters. Has he earned their trust?
If he has, I have a question for you:
Does that count for anything?
I attended my school’s ninth-grade dinner dance, and never dated after that in high school. I wasn’t ready for relationship then; I was too naïve and immature, and I knew it.
I’ve had only one girlfriend, and I married her.
I haven’t left bits and pieces of myself with other women. For those of you who have: Could that come back to haunt you someday in the form of a harassment charge?
I’m not saying I’m completely innocent. Every man who’s ever lived, including me, has looked at a woman with desire. Have I ever made someone uncomfortable? No one has told me so, but if I ever ran for public office, I might find out otherwise.
That’s the culture we live in today.
Where is the innocence of life? Even our children lose this far too young.
“Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit ’em, but remember, it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.”
That was the only time I ever heard Atticus say it was a sin to do something, and I asked Miss Maudie about it.
“Your father’s right,” she said. “Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy. They don’t eat up people’s gardens, don’t nest in corncribs, they don’t do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That’s why it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.”
Page 90, To Kill A Mockingbird, copyright 1960 by Harper Lee
Where are the mockingbirds today? Harper Lee wrote that in 1960, the year I was born. In the book, a mockingbird was killed, figuratively speaking.
We are still killing them today.
Are there any mockingbirds left?
Where is joy in life, pure joy, just the feeling of happiness to be alive? Who has it?
Are there still one or two mockingbirds hiding somewhere, just waiting to come out?
Too often we hurt each other, not just in harassment cases but in other ways too. A harsh word. Selfishness. Anger. Theft.
No boundaries. No rules. Little compassion. No respect.
And we wonder why abuse happens.
We’re looking for love in all the wrong places.
The right place is a man and a woman who give each other a ring.
We’ve looked for love in many other places since time began, and we’ve never improved upon the most time-honored team ever formed.
This is the lesson from Kavanaugh and Ford.
Neither of them learned that as teenagers, apparently.
Both of them are paying a very heavy price because no one taught them to respect the opposite sex, and as a result to wait until marriage for physical expression.
Perhaps we’re turning this corner as a nation.
If we finally realize the promiscuity of 21st century America has gone too far, then maybe we’ll learn how to get along with each other again.
Let the mockingbird sing.