Charlie Brown was uniquely incapable of learning that Lucy was among the most duplicitous of playmates, just as all you, Senate Democrats, are incapable of learning that your counterparts across the aisle are the least trustworthy people on the planet.
At first, Dr. Ford seemed a familiar stranger, someone I might have taken classes with or lived near, someone I’d seen but not known—until she spoke, that is, and I knew her, because she was painting me a portrait of myself.
