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I just received my updated ancestry information from AncestryDNA.com.

 

Some interesting information.

  • My grandpa was born in Siberia, but my DNA shows 33% Northwest Russia/Finland.   (About that Finn was quite pleased.)
  • I had no idea I was 2% Jewish. Maybe that explains why I have such an affinity for Israel.
  • I am 6% Native American.  This much I suspected, as my dad was 1/8 Tlinkit (Alaska) Native American.  That means I am considerably more Native American than Elizabeth Warren.  Come to think of it, I’m more Jewish than Sen. Warren is Native American.   Somehow I doubt that’ll get me a teaching gig at Harvard.

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Rarely, if ever, do I spend the afternoon watching TV.  When I break my Comcast bill down on a cost-per-minute-of-TV-watched basis it’s downright infuriating.  Yesterday, however, I made an exception.  The occasion was the Senate Judiciary Committee hearing on the Christine Blasey Ford/Brett Kavanaugh sexual assault allegation.  Clarence Thomas/Anita Hill II — history.

I watched the hearings from gavel to gavel.  My takeaways, in no particular order:

  1. Rachel Mitchell was AWFUL.  I’ve long said that just because someone’s an “expert” at something doesn’t mean they’re any good at it.  Not all lawyers are good lawyers, for example; just because someone’s a doctor doesn’t mean they’re correct about all things medicine.  My point was proven yesterday.   Committee Republicans made the strategic decision to turn their five-minutes of questioning over to Rachel Mitchell, a sexual crimes prosecutor from Arizona.  The idea was good — the optics of eleven white men questioning the meek Ms. Ford wouldn’t play well on CNN.  Ms. Mitchell’s execution, however, was horrendous.  Instead of respectfully cross examining her and poking holes in her story and credibility, the plodding Ms. Mitchell treated her like she’d been molested five minutes ago.  I’d call it kid gloves, but she wasn’t even punching.  No mention of mistaken identity cases, of Duke lacrosse, of the notorious unreliability of recovered memories — nothing. Most of the time she spent talking about the last few months.  When Mitchell did dance around a decent point — like the fact that either Ms. Ford or her lawyers lied about her supposed fear of flying — Mitchell did not tie the knot with a summary for the listener (“So let me get this straight …”).  Apparently she did not get the memo that this was not a deposition.  She was so bad that I wondered aloud to Rhonda if she might have been a Democrat plant.  The two worst choices in Supreme Court nomination history were President Eisenhower’s nomination of William Brennan and President Bush’s pick of David Souter.  The selection of Mitchell may be a close third.  After Mitchell was done red caping Blasey Ford in the morning, I was pretty sure Kavanaugh was cooked.
  2. Judge Kavanaugh’s opening statement probably saved his nomination.   I told Rhonda and others on Wednesday that Kavanaugh had to be righteously indignant, a la Clarence Thomas, to save his nomination and probably his career.  I felt even more strongly about that after the Blasey Ford morning ticklefest.  The judge did not disappoint.  So moving was his opening statement that I found myself at times clapping wildly, at other times moved to tears.  Should he survive, his “search and destroy” line will go down next to Justice Thomas’s “high-tech lynching” in the annals of great career-saving soundbites.  Kavanaugh probably should have tempered things when he took questions from Democrat senators — he was, at times, a bit too riled up — but whatever damage he did in the last half of his testimony was far outweighed by the punches he landed in the first.
  3. If Kavanaugh was the Republicans’ MVP, Lindsey Graham was a close second.  I’m no fan of Lindsey Graham, but who knew he has this in him?
  4. Contrary to conventional, politically correct wisdom, Blasey Ford was not a particularly compelling witness.  Since yesterday, I’ve read nothing but how credible and compelling Blasey Ford was as a witness.  She did come across as someone who genuinely believed what she was saying.  But there were some serious problems with her testimony which lead me to believe she was handpicked to do this, a sympathetic Democrat pawn.  Among them:
    1. She said she did not know the Judiciary Committee had offered to fly to California to interview her given her supposed fear of flying, itself a demonstrated farce.  Her supposed lack of knowledge just wasn’t credible.  Her lawyers were told of the offer.  It was all over the newspapers and television.  She was in consultation with her friends.  No one mentioned it?  C’mon.
    2. We are told she has graduate degrees from both Stanford and USC.  Yet she said she did not know what the phrase “on your behalf” meant.  She also did not know what “exculpatory evidence” was.  I’ll give her a pass on the second, but the first?   That, her giggling, and her supposed need for caffeine breaks and she came across as a bit of a dingbat, a grown-up Beltway valley girl.
    3. She said that Mark Judge was the sole assistant in Kavanaugh’s supposed rape attempt.  Yet 6-8 weeks later, she says she said hello to him at a neighborhood Safeway, and it was he, not she, who was mortified.  No one pressed the point: if this guy tried to rape you earlier that summer, why were you friendly to him?  Which brings me to my final point …
    4. When Kavanugh’s name was listed as one of three finalists for Justice Anthony Kennedy’s seat, Ford says she was determined to get the truth out.  But somehow this Stanford Ph.D could not figure out how to contact either of her California senators.  Really?  Or maybe this alleged event wasn’t as traumatic as you’d have the country believe.
  5. The truth is probably somewhere in the vicinity of Blasey Ford’s recollection, but it shouldn’t matter.  Watching all this, I couldn’t help but think that something close to Blasey Ford’s story may have happened.  To wit: a fifteen-year old female finds herself at a get together of male BMOC’s in a D.C. suburb.  They have a few drinks and Christine Blasey gets a bit flirty with the older boys, maybe even suggestive.  At some point Kavanaugh (or some other boy) decides to act on her overtures, pulls her into a room and decides he wants what she apparently wants — to get naked.   She realizes that’s where this is going, decides that’s not really want she wants, and freaks out.  Kavanaugh (or someone else), stunned that she’s making a mountain out of a molehill, covers her mouth to calm her down.  She gets away from the drunken BMOC, thinks so little of it that she’s friendly with one of the alleged assailments (Judge) only a few weeks later, and everyone moves on with their lives.  (The prosecutor in this video makes the same point early on:   The movement of Blasey’s life took her to academia, where, in the last three decades, all men have become rapists in waiting and all undesired sexual advances have become rape attempts.  Two-plus decades of marinating in post-logic feminism and — voile! — Blasey the giddy school girl becomes Blasey Ford, the “survivor.”  Of course, having denied anything happened, Judge Kavanaugh cannot make this point now, and that may be his ultimate demise.
  6. Republicans whiffed it on a few points.
    1. The FBI investigation issue.  The Democrats primary argument was that this allegation demands an FBI investigation.  Republicans opposed it on the grounds that it could and should already have been investigated had Senator Feinstein not held Blasey Ford’s letter until the last possible second.  They should have done more.  Government bureaucracies are not infallible — remember those WMD’s in Iraq?  The FBI is not infallible, either.   Indeed, FBI agent Peter Strzok’s personal animus for all things Trump was so blatant that Robert Mueller removed him from his Russia collusion team.    The persons who Blasey Ford alleged were at the party have all denied being there.  They are not going to change their stories.  If the FBI gets involved, agents who may oppose him and Trump can collect more testimony that Kavanaugh really liked his beer in high school, the inference being that he was a bad, beer-drinking white guy and, therefore, is guilty of Ms. Blasey Ford’s claims.  That would not be allowed in a criminal trial, and it should not be allowed here.
    2. The presumption in favor of Blasey Ford.  Democrats again and again argued that Blasey Ford should be believed because she’s a woman and, presumably, women don’t lie.  Her allegations were taken as gospel.  A Republican should have wondered aloud: if that’s to be the rule in this case, would Democrats support a rule whereby the presumption of innocence would not apply in sex crime cases at all?  Even where the alleged perpetrator was female?  And while we’re at it, should we extend that rule to all cases where the alleged victim is a female?  I would hope that that would anyone with a father, husband or brother some pause.
  7. Chardonay swillers are hypocritically trying to replace 1982 Maryland law with the 2018 #MeToo movement’s mores.  In 1982 Maryland, attempted rape (if it even was that) was considered a misdemeanor.  Statute of limitations: one year.  Dumb, no doubt, but that was the law.  In 2018, looking at a woman crosseyed is a capital offense.  Brett Kavanaugh (or whoever it was who tried to kiss Ms. Blasey) should not be judged by the mores of a future society.  Democrats agree with this position when it fits them.  The late — and very liberal — Sen. Robert Byrd, for example, was, as a young man, a prominent member and recruiter for the Ku Klux Klan.  Those were the times, and Democrats were fine with it.  Hillary Clinton considered Byrd to be a mentor, and when he died in 2010 he was considered a liberal icon.
  8. We’re going down a very dangerous road if the kind of conduct alleged can ruin careers and result in jail time.  As the woman on the Neil Kavuto show pointed out (see above), this really sounds like a case of drunken teenagers fumbling around at a house party.  Nothing except the fumbling happened — no body parts were even exposed.  If we’re going to start ruining the lives of fathers, brothers and sons (but not mothers, sisters and daughters) over this, the world is going to be a very miserable place — especially for our sons.

For Finn and his male friends, the world is becoming a very dangerous place.

This may prove to be a pivotal point in American history.  If Kavanaugh is confirmed, it may empower men to start fighting back against a pendulum that has swung too far against them.  (Watch “The Red Pill” for more on that.) .  If Kavanaugh is not confirmed based on a thirty-six year old charge of what was at worst a misdemeanor, feminists will be further emboldened to take out any males — particularly right-leaning ones.  And with the Kavanaugh bar set — an accusation is all that matters — they’ll be able to.

The stakes could not be higher.

And not just for Judge Kavanaugh.

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This past week I headed to the Midwest with my longtime buddies Joel Aro and Mike Waldner.  On the agenda:

  • Golf at Whistling Straits (Blackwolf Run (Meadows), actually)
  • Golf at Thunderhawk, outside Chicago
  • A Cubs game on Sunday
  • The Seahawks v. Bears on Monday Night Football

Good times were had the entire time.  A few photos:

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The Jenkins family spent the past few weeks back east, first with the Hickeys in Nantucket, then solo for a few days in New York City.  A few photos from Nantucket:

And New York City:

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One of my favorite traditions:

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Yesterday, Finn and his Zeeks Pizza Pumas won the 2018 Northeast Seattle Little League American Division championship with a 4-1 win over the Slalom Consulting Panthers.  It was the second league title in as many years for Finn’s team, both of which I coached.

It wasn’t easy.

At the beginning of the season our team looked terrible — so terrible that my assistant and I feared we’d never win a game.  We did — in fact, we didn’t lose until our sixteenth game.  After we lost two in a row I guaranteed we’d never win another game.  Turns out we never lost another one.

Saturday’s game was a classic.   We were behind 1-0 through the third because we couldn’t get anyone across home plate against Panthers ace Tate Bagley — this, despite getting six runners on.   We rallied for two runs, however, in the bottom of the fourth to take a 2-1 lead.

Then Finn came in.

Our ace all season (final stats), he did not disappoint.  In three innings, he gave up one hit (a double to Bagley), struck out eight, walked two — and gave up no runs.  Dell Geyer added a two-run single in the bottom of the fifth to give us a three-run lead, and when Finn struck out the last batter, a 4-1 victory — and the league championship — were ours.   An emotional Finn; fellow Puma pitcher Sonny Marona, who threw three innings of one-run ball; and Bagley were all named game co-MVP’s.

Truth be told, it wasn’t my best coaching job: probably only 2-3 (at most) of our players actually improved.  And it wasn’t the easiest of seasons: I think we trailed in at least half our games and I think I aged at least five years.  But we found ways to win when we probably didn’t deserve to.

And that’s the stuff of champions.

A few more photos:

 

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Wasted in Wenatchee

Reese and I spent this past Memorial Day weekend in Wenatchee with her Seattle Spice 10U softball team.

It didn’t go well.

We lost all our games, the last three by a combined total of 66-5.

On the bright side, Reese pitched in her first select-level games.  She wasn’t great but she wasn’t bad, either.  And she was certainly better than the rest of our staff, none of whom could find the plate.

And I did get some decent photos:

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