Dems got their wish — wimpy Jeff Flake
Dems got their wish — wimpy Jeff Flake

I’ve changed my mind. I don’t believe her.

That was quite an act she pulled off. So give him the Supreme Court and give her the Academy Award, or at least a lollipop for playing Shirley Temple at 52-years-old.

How could you not have a heart for a woman in tears…a child, that is. So delicate. So fragile, she’s even afraid to fly, poor dear. Wobbly Republican Jeff Flake was an easy sale.

She had to be coaxed – according to the scam – to finally get on a plane to testify. But turns out she flies all the time, around the country, around the world.

Given the limited time there was to examine her – we can only imagine how many more holes there are to her story. (The examiner, Rachel Mitchell, has already sided against her.)

Here’s one – why did she delete all her social media postings? What was she hiding?

Here’s another – the friends she says were there when it happened…they say there was no there-there.

Here’s another – back when she first reported the alleged attack, she gave no name. Until she came up with a name. Or until somebody gave her a name?

Brett Kavanaugh would be just the name the Democrats needed. By hook, by crook, by bribery they scorched his past to find someone willing to bend for a greater cause, which is to destroy Trump, one nominee at a time, now Brett Kavanaugh. Perfect timing. The #MeToo movement. Every man is guilty.

But can she act?

Yes she can, with some coaching. The hesitant sentences…the please give me something to drink, I am so delicate…the baby-talk…from a 52-year-old psychologist?

Handle with care, was how she was conjured up by her Democratic handlers…otherwise she might break. She is so tender.

Excuse me. Didn’t feminists come to tell us that women are invincible? Where have you gone Helen Reddy – “I am woman. Hear me roar.”

Suddenly feeble? “Not every woman should be believed,” dissents Megyn Kelly, who knows what she’s talking about on the topic, all of it revealed in this eye-opening book.  

Could we not see that this was never about protecting women, but only this woman? This woman because she was willing to be used.

It was a farce, an elaborate drama produced and directed by Democrats who will contaminate anything, even the legitimacy of #MeToo, for political profit.   

We saw it coming, or should have, from the scheming that began to unfold through the machinations of Dianne Feinstein.

Then suddenly more accusers surfaced. Crooked lawyers jumped in. Accusers for hire saw a quick buck and instant fame. The Resist-Trump media piled on to keep the pace frenzied.

So they got their woman. All they needed was their man.

Just when it appeared that Kavanaugh was set to get his votes, the Democrats, taking a page from the Biblical Amalekites who picked off the weak and the weary from the back of the line -- the Dems frantically searched for the weakest link, the hindmost Republican, to obstruct and delay.

They needed a softie, a man who cries easily, a girly-boy, a patsy, a Republican with no guts, no loyalty, a Trudeau look-alike and sound-like, to switch sides.

They succeeded. They found the senior senator from Arizona, Jeff Flake. A perfect Pajama-Boy.

If they’ve done nothing else, they’ve turned a generation of men into a generation of wimps.

New York-based bestselling American novelist Jack Engelhard writes regularly for Arutz Sheva.

He is the author of the international book-to-movie bestseller “Indecent Proposal” and most recently the noir novel “Slot Attendant,” plus the two inside journalism thrillers “The Bathsheba Deadline” and “News Anchor Sweetheart, Hollywood Edition.” Engelhard is the recipient of the Ben Hecht Award for Literary Excellence. Website: