When I wrote my open letter to Senator Al Franken, the usual leftist cabal of people I know on social media proceeded to excoriate me, claiming the pasty ghoul’s gropeage of Leeann Tweeden was just a “mistake.” Here’s a clue: it wasn’t.

I saw several people engage in “whataboutism,” in which their response in defense of the Senator from Minnesota was “Well, what about Trump/Roy Moore?” (See: Joy Behar)

One or two castigated me for my harsh words, because he apologized, and his apology was “courageous” and “honorable.” Right.

Yet others told me it wasn’t up to me to forgive him, and the fact that Tweeden accepted his apology should be the end of it.

I’m also apparently not able to “get over” my rage from my own experience with sexual assault, and therefore, cannot view Franken’s actions objectively.

Well, once is a mistake, but two or more times indicates a pattern of behavior that doesn’t paint a flattering picture of Franken and casts doubt on his oh-so-contrite apology (probably on the advice of an astute public affairs pro, who told him his first attempt at an apology was shit).

Today’s story comes to us from Lindsay Menz, who claims Franken groped her ass in front of her husband, while the latter was taking a photo of the duo at the Minnesota State Fair.

In 2010.

Two years after the slimy git was elected to the U.S. Senate.

When Franken walked in, Menz and her husband, who also spoke with CNN, said they recognized him right away. Menz said she had a brief and cordial exchange with the senator.

Then, as her husband held up her phone and got ready to snap a photo of the two of them, Franken “pulled me in really close, like awkward close, and as my husband took the picture, he put his hand full-fledged on my rear,” Menz said. “It was wrapped tightly around my butt cheek.”

“It wasn’t around my waist. It wasn’t around my hip or side. It was definitely on my butt,” she said, recalling that the brazen act lasted three or four seconds. “I was like, oh my God, what’s happening.”

Lindsay’s husband Jeremy confirms her story, describing the conversation between them that took place after Franken slithered away, and Menz says she was disgusted with the experience.

Sounds like Menz was dying for a shower in boiling Listerine, and I can’t say I blame her.

Franken’s denial sounds much like his first “apology” to Leanne Tweeden, in which he claimed he didn’t remember the rehearsal for the skit in the same way. In this instance, he claims he didn’t remember taking the photo with her at all, but hey, he’s sorry if she walked away “feeling disrespected.”

Asshole.

Family members confirm what Menz told them of the incident, including her sister on social media who commented at the closeness of the two, and to whom Menz responded that Franken was a “creeper” who groped her, and her mother, who recalls Jeremy Menz telling her, “Our senator just groped my wife right in front of me.”

The look on my face as I write this is one of sheer nauseating disgust. Franken is what’s commonly referred to as a pig.

So while the proglodytes on my social media feed screech about how we should learn to forgive, because, you know, Leanne Tweeden did, it certainly does sound like Franken made the molestation of women into a dirty little habit.

Franken needs to go. He is not to be trusted. He’s a perv who thinks women are his to molest, grope, and otherwise manhandle, as his shriveled little penis dictates. Enough is enough.

I wonder how many more women will have the courage to speak up, and I wonder what it will take for the leftists to finally call for his resignation.