Back in the late 90’s I worked for a man who brokered real estate deals. I was sort of like a Gal Friday who made sure he kept his appointments, filed paperwork for closings, you know, all the boring stuff he didn’t want to do. It was a perfectly fine job, and paid pretty well for the small town in which I lived and attended college. Fast forward. Even though I needed the money, I quit the job after a relatively short stint. Why? Because he made me uncomfortable. Because he would occasionally, briefly, massage my shoulders, or put his arm around me, or say things that I interpreted as flirting. He even showed up at my home one day when I was ill with the flu. At first I thought it was just me…until I found out it wasn’t. He made other female employees uncomfortable, too. He was eventually arrested for holding an underage girl in a room, against her will, after a night of drinking. I kept it to myself that I wasn’t really surprised. That was just days before I tendered my resignation.

The photos of Vice President Joe Biden groping women and girls are both gag-inducing and worthy of ridicule. The latest is the now-viral pic of the swearing-in of gazillionth SecDef Ashton Carter, whose wife, Stephanie, is standing beside him being publicly mauled by said Vice President of the United States. But they are also cringe-worthy, and angering, to women like me who have experienced sexual harassment. What’s even more infuriating are the inevitable excuses from the Left, and the sycophantic media, that always follow Biden’s “gaffes.”