That is the one thing, more than anything else, seared into Christine Blasey Ford’s mind some 35 years later.
One young man on top of her, holding her down, clawing at her clothes, covering her mouth so she couldn’t scream. The other standing nearby. And the laughter.
“The uproarious laughter between the two, and their having fun at my expense,” Ford told the Senate Judiciary Committee.
If Republicans hoped she would wither under the spotlight and her story would unravel under scrutiny, they saw just the opposite.