One thing most people can agree on is that the Brett Kavanaugh Senate hearing was a sorry spectacle-a repeat of the 1991 Clarence Thomas hearing on steroids, with many of the same players.
Except for one major new player: a president that is in our faces like 24-7, stirring things up, hardening divisions between us rather than doing anything to bring us together, hogging the spotlight rather than quietly and competently steering our ship of state.
He's like a ship captain seldom at the helm, instead running all over the deck exclaiming how this is the greatest trip ever. Who needs this? Apparently he does.
Pardon the mini-rant-which apparently I needed. Now back to the hearing, both sides erred by once again bringing before the nation what could have been better and more appropriately handled in a smaller and more private setting.
The retired psychotherapist in me winced at the unnecessary pain inflicted on both Brett Kavanaugh and Christine Blasey Ford. Certainly something could have been arranged for the two of them to meet in a smaller setting.
In a small, private, confidential setting, with a therapist and maybe their attorneys, she could have told him what she experienced and he might have apologized for his behavior while blacked out drunk.
They could have talked things through person to person. And maybe come to some sort of resolution.
He may have dropped his court aspirations, or gone for it, chastened and a little wiser and more humble. And she could have decided against a public confrontation and, who knows, even accepted his apology and wished him well.
Something in this direction would have been at least possible. It was totally impossible in the formal and divisive hearing where once again, the man prevailed over the woman.
Lein lives in Minot, N.D.