If one of the job requirements for being President of the United States is to speak eloquently and reassuringly in times of tragedy, Donald Trump fails that one more than any of the other job requirements. "This is a tough hurricane, one of the wettest we've ever seen from the standpoint of water" is, honest to God, a line I'd write for Groo the Wanderer to say.
Even if I were a U.S. Senator, I wouldn't have to trouble myself with deciding whether to vote no on Brett Kavanaugh because of the accusation of attempted rape. I would have already decided to vote no on him for so many more inarguable reasons.
Whenever rape is in the news, we get a lot of clumsy, insensitive comments about it from males who don't seem to get what that is. Someone needs to teach a lot of them — especially men of the older, white variety — that it's not about making love without the other party's full consent. It's an act of violence and if it's about anything, it's about power and a fair amount of "I don't give a shit if someone else is harmed as long as I get what I want." The whole premise of human civilization is to not do that in any form.
Every time I see Trump now, the main thought in my mind is that it's never going to get better for him. If he's dreaming of a day when he is not under investigation and there isn't a daily scandal and a majority of the country loves him as a grand, dignified leader, we really should be invoking the 25th Amendment — the part about what we do when the president is batshit crazy.