The GOP is full of sharks. Spanky’s Scotus nominee is just another one of them.

Brett Kavanaugh, when he was the hatchet man for Ken Starr’s investigation of President Bill Clinton in the bogus Whitewater affair (look it up, youngsters) and the Monica Lewinsky affair, wrote this:

And the hatchet man also spread lies about Hillary Clinton around the same time:

Kavanaugh was apparently particularly interested in Rush Limbaugh’s odious suggestion to his legions of listeners that Foster had been murdered in an apartment secretly owned by Hillary Clinton. He spent three years and $2 million attempting to dig up dirt on the dead man, at one point demanding that Foster’s teenage daughter give the authorities specimens of her hair — an apparent attempt to prove or imply that a hair found on Foster’s jacket had belonged to Hillary Clinton.

Kavanaugh asked everyone involved about this nonexistent affair between Clinton and Foster — even, eventually, Clinton herself. It later became clear that Kavanaugh knew all along that Foster had committed suicide, and that he had used the power and resources of the independent counsel’s office to lend credibility to vulgar sexual rumors about the first lady, in the process needlessly torturing the family of a dead man.

Let’s just say there is more than one way to assault someone. In this case, which is proven, he assaulted two women: Hillary Clinton and Vince Foster’s widow, Elizabeth.

Kavanaugh is a scumbag right wing hack who has no problem assaulting women verbally. So molesting a 15-year-old girl while he was in high school fits right into his wheelhouse.

Since he is on the record for going after the Clintons for real and imagined consensual sexual affairs, there is no logic on Earth that justifies him not being investigated for attempted rape.

And just to reiterate: The Republicans are trying to push an alleged sexual assaulter onto the Supreme Court. And the Republicans didn’t even give a hearing to a Supreme Court nominee whose only scandal was that he was nominated by a black president.

The Republican Party needs to be destroyed. And I have the perfect analogy for the spirit in which it has to be done.

I was on a beach near Hollywood, Fla., about 40 years ago with my then-girlfriend. It was a normal day, until we saw a guy come out of the water with a baby shark attached to his leg. The shark had bitten him and wouldn’t let go.

The guy rushed to the beach. pried the shark off his leg and proceeded to grab it by the tail and smash it into the ground, over and over again, until he appeared to wear himself out. Then he threw the shark to the ground and got a big rock and smashed it into the dead fish over and over again until he appeared to wear himself out. Then he caught his breath and grabbed the shark by the tail and proceeded to smash it into the ground, over and over again. Then he threw the shark to the ground, got the rock again and repeatedly pounded the dead fish until he appeared to wear himself out. Then he caught his breath again, grabbed the shark by the tail and smashed it into the ground over and over again.

This went on forever. The guy was swearing at the shark the whole time.

Meanwhile, I’m thinking, “Gee, if I had been bitten by a shark, I would be screaming for someone to get me to the hospital.”

I looked at my girlfriend and asked, “Should I stop him?”

And now I fully understand why the obvious answer was, “No! Of course not!”

The GOP has become the shark attached to my leg. Where’s that rock?

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Another great reason to vote

Sometimes the world’s greatest wisdom is found on a T-shirt:

Here’s Mayor Vaughn in “Jaws”:

A vile cretin who created a Fourth of July buffet of humans for sharks, because the interests of business was more important than children’s lives.

And he’s still in office in Jaws 2.

This is why you vote in November. The GOP is full of sharks. You need to elect someone whose going to get rid of them.

60 years ago in space

Laika, Russian cosmonaut dog, 1957. Laika was the first animal to orbit the Earth, travelling on board the Sputnik 2 spacraft launched on Nov. 3, 1957. The Soviet space program used dogs and other animals to ascertain the viability of later space travel. (Fine Art Images/Heritage Images/Getty Images)

From the New Yorker;

On the evening of November 3, 1957, barely a month after the Soviet Union sent humanity’s first artificial satellite into orbit, a rocket lifted off from a secret site in Kazakhstan, carrying its second. The launch of Sputnik 2 was timed to coincide with the fortieth anniversary of the October Revolution, and the craft itself was an appropriately showy statement of Communist know-how—six times heavier than Sputnik 1, designed to fly nearly twice as high, and, most impressive of all, containing a live passenger. A week before the mission began, Moscow Radio had broadcast an interview with the cosmonaut in question, described as “a small, shaggy dog.” Western newspapers, however, were initially confused about what to call her. Introduced as Kudryavka (“Little Curly”), she was also known as Limonchik (“Little Lemon”) and Damka (“Little Lady”). A Soviet spokesman eventually clarified that her name was Laika (“Barker”), which did nothing to stop a columnist at Newsday from referring to her exclusively as “Muttnik.”

It kind of went like this:

Well, not really;

But the story of Laika had a dark lie at its core. In 2002, forty-five years after the fact, Russian scientists revealed that she had died, probably in agony, after only a few hours in orbit. In the rush to put another satellite into space, the Soviet engineers had not had time to test Sputnik 2’s cooling system properly; the capsule had overheated. It remained in orbit for five months with Laika inside, then plunged into the atmosphere and burned up over the Caribbean, a space coffin turned shooting star. Turkina quotes one of the scientists assigned to Laika’s program: “The more time passes, the more I’m sorry about it. We shouldn’t have done it. We did not learn enough from the mission to justify the death of the dog.”

And this final word from Laika’s trainer:

Laika’s trainer, Adilya Kotovskaya, a Russian biologist, recently told Agence France-Presse of her remorse as she prepared to send Laika into space: “I asked her to forgive us and I even cried as I stroked her for the last time.”