So, we’re now into the third day of the Senate Judiciary Committee confirmation hearing for Judge Brett Kavanaugh, President Trump’s pick to replace Justice Anthony Kennedy on the Supreme Court. The hearings have been disrupted scores of times by disgruntled Leftists, marred by idiotic rumors regarding supposed white supremacist hand signals and refused handshakes, and finally run into the ground by Democrats intent on launching 2020 presidential campaigns on the back of ridiculous grandstanding.
On Wednesday, Sen. Kamala Harris (D-CA) grilled Kavanaugh on whether he had ever had discussions with lawyers from the law firm Kasowitz Benson Torres — a law firm that works with President Trump — regarding the Mueller investigation. The law firm has nearly 300 lawyers. Kavanaugh asked for clarification on a specific lawyer she thinks he talked to; he said, “I’m not sure I know everyone who works at that law firm.” This is, to be a sure, a reasonable answer. But no one cares about reasonable — Harris instead decided to suggest repeatedly that Kavanaugh had covert discussions with Trump agents at Kasowitz. With no evidence. Even Michael Avenatti, who desperately wants to run for the 2020 Democratic nomination himself, was appalled:
Then it got worse: Senator Cory Booker (D-NJ) took over the stage. On Thursday, Booker supposedly released classified documents regarding Kavanaugh’s nomination — except that, as it turns out, those documents had already been cleared for release. Booker described the documents as deeply important. They weren’t. He described himself as Spartacus. He isn’t. He said he could be expelled from the Senate for his act of bravery. He couldn’t be. And it turns out that the documents showed Kavanaugh understands how precedent works and opposed racial profiling in airport security. Oops.
All of this is a clown show. We know it; the senators know it; the judicial nominees know it. All relevant questions could be asked and answered in writing. These are merely hearings done for spectacle, designed to degrade the judicial process and elevate senators with presidential aspirations. It’s time for them to come to an end. They’ve been in hospice care ever since the nomination of Judge Robert Bork in 1987; we’ve learned nothing of use in three decades of such hearings. Time, then, for them to die. At least then we won’t have to watch Cory Booker re-enact imaginary scenes from Spartacus.