 Until Kavanaugh, it was always hard to describe where we grew up in D.C. I think it's probably harder now. Now I feel like it sucks out any of the other positive elements. I actually graduated the same year as he did. I played football against him. I guarded him. Every play. He was a cornerback wide receiver. I was a cornerback wide receiver, so literally every play I had Kavanaugh. I just remember, he was kind of these, we try harder kind of guys, but I just remember he had these strange wide hips. That's all I remember. I remember we kicked their asses senior year. But yeah, because you get the little scouting report weekly and it's like, okay, you got right, you got Kavanaugh. Okay, so I literally stared into the eyes that is that abyss, like literally every fucking play of the game. And isn't it amazing, even if you don't know the dates that you played against him, you're 100% sure it happened. Let's see that calendar. Let's take out that calendar. I brought my notebook along with me as proof. I do think that, and you know, we weren't immune from this as well, is that there was kind of a bubble of impunity that these kids grew up inside of, particularly out there, a bubble that hovered over the country club culture that they grew up in and they were protected by the resources of their parents. They were protected by the fact that, you know, some dad, some kid's dad was a judge, your mom was a DA or whatever. And that same bubble of impunity was what followed him into those Senate hearings and the Republicans in the Senate provided that bubble, the same one that he had, you know, in the 1980s in high school. Only now it was a bubble that ushered him onto the highest court in our country, despite his expressed love for... Rape? ...for beer.