The next time a person tells you that he or she was sexually assaulted, believe them — 100%. This is not a request based on emotion in light of recent events taking place before our eyes; it is based upon the notion of common sense. Why? Because no one would want to put themselves in mortal or physical danger ever again or relive their attack unless they were assured that the legal system would support their claims and administer justice on their behalf.
If you were ever the victim of a sexual assault seeking justice, it is almost assured you will remember your attacker(s) 100% — unless that attack rendered you incapacitated due to injury. I am living proof of this fact. And so is Dr. Christine Blasey Ford. In the span of a few weeks, Dr. Christine Blasey Ford managed to increase calls to sexual assault hotlines by over 200%. Oddly enough, I had described my sexual assault at the age of 13 with my mother only a month ago for the first time. She was appalled. Neither she nor my father had ever heard of the incident, even though the principal of our middle school dragged me into his office for a humiliating conference afterwards. Dr. Ford remembered the laughter of Brett Kavanaugh and Mark Judge. I remembered six pairs of hands groping me, holding me down and attempting to remove my clothes in broad daylight in a park at a school picnic. I was saved by a fellow classmate, although the girlfriends of my attackers threatened to beat me up if I ever told anyone about the attack, so I never did. Ironically, my father ended up a sitting judge on the bench in our city and one of my attackers went to jail for life after raping someone else. And yes, I remember his name.
In college, we had a student who drank to excess often. He came from a wealthy family who paid off his two rape victims so that the school would not be sued. Twice, he got into drunken rages and knocked down and demolished the wooden kiosks outside our dormitory building. I remember seeing him do this, quite a feat as the kiosks were bolted into concrete with metal bars. And then he came into my room one night, very intoxicated, and tried to assault me. Thankfully, he promptly stepped on some of my favorite albums parked by the door and broke them which enraged me. And yes, I remember which albums they were. I began yelling at him and he backed off and went back to his room one floor down. His roommate told me later what his intentions had been before I “yelled at him”. And yes, I remember his name, as well.
We may not remember every single detail of a sexual assault; we may be fuzzy around the edges of specific details and we may even not recall the events immediately afterwards, but we do remember. Dr. Ford explained the physiological reasons for memory loss of certain events. She should know. It is her professional field of study in education. It would not surprise me in the least if her life-altering attack did not steer her into this specialized field.
Some, including our Groper-in-Chief, have argued that Dr. Ford made the whole story up. This is precisely what sexual assaulters say; however, they should face the legal system and accept its judgment. They should not be rewarded with positions of authority where their decisions impact the lives of millions of people. And they pointedly should not sit on a bench next to one of the greatest fighters for women’s rights in American history.