Next story: Kavanaugh slaughtered and dismembered elephants on the bedroom floor.

Actually, that particular story was used against the McMartin family day care operators, told by four-year-olds with “recovered” memories which delivered the family into a prosecutorial hell for ten years. A similar tale about the Amirault family in Boston was believed by a jury, resulting in jail sentences of more than ten years.

But today we have a third accuser of Judge Kavanaugh crawl from under a rock. First story was that he groped a girl’s breasts; when that lost some traction, the ext one up said he’d waved his dick in her face. Now it turns out he’s a serial rapist, at least according to a woman who claims that as a college student she attended, voluntarily, one presumes, a series of high school parties where girls were drugged with quaaludes and repeatedly raped. Why, exactly, she kept going to back to these parties for more is left unsaid, but it’s a remarkable achievement for a man with an impeccable history of propriety, to go from a teenaged titty fondler to a dick-waving drunk to a serial rapist, all in just one week.

In normal times, this third, absurd accusation would end the circus and we could all get on with seating this fine judge on the Supreme Court. But these are not normal times, or at least, this sort of mass hysteria didn’t used to be considered normal.