The New Yorker has really covered itself in glory over Brett Kavanaugh.
Today is no exception:
At the Senate Judiciary Committee hearing, Brett Kavanaugh seemingly weaponized crying, the way a little boy does when he’s in trouble: https://t.co/qKkf3njodP pic.twitter.com/qLqhhUrc90
— The New Yorker (@NewYorker) October 5, 2018
Here’s how “investigative reporter” Michael Lista’s piece begins:
At fifty-three, Brett Kavanaugh is an adult now, or at least no longer young, but after Christine Blasey Ford came forward to testify before the Senate Judiciary Committee that he had pinned her to a bed, drunk, when they were teen-agers, covering her mouth so that she couldn’t scream, he gave his own statements after a recess and blubbered like a child. His voice broke sharply up a couple semitones while his mouth curled down at the corners. He scrunched up his nose and dug his tongue into his bottom lip, as he was deposed in an embattled bid to save his Supreme Court nomination. If he would get to don his black robe, he’d do it weepily.
As you can probably guess, it’s all downhill from there.
Imagine writing this with a straight face. pic.twitter.com/l5Js1Dj8bI
— Sonny Bunch (@SonnyBunch) October 5, 2018
We can’t. We’re not that demented.
— Ryan (@alwaysonoffense) October 5, 2018
What the hell is wrong with you https://t.co/wADl1pkCYC
— Seth Mandel (@SethAMandel) October 5, 2018
How much time have you got?
And this is today’s “journalism”. Smh
— GFC123 (@Grl4G8rs) October 5, 2018
Recommended
How far The New Yorker has fallen. Just completely taken over.
— The Man From Utopia (@TheManFromUtop1) October 5, 2018
Garbage publication at this point. You’ve ruined what little of your credibility you had and now you keep piling on. ??♂️
— Buffalo Bill (@KnowItALLLL) October 5, 2018
What in the actual **** is this headline…. If you are this bitter, please take a vacation, spend some time with family, and maybe find another line of work that doesn't cause you to become a person who writes things like this for money or otherwise. God Bless you, find peace
— Clare (@whdjfkwyrbt) October 5, 2018
A quicker solution:
And when you’re finished with that:
Delete your magazine. https://t.co/JyVP0S8DHf
— Cocaine Josie (@TRHLofficial) October 5, 2018
Editor’s note: This post has been updated with additional text and a tweet.
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