I Don’t Understand

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Roy Moore was said to have stalked teenage girls. He wasn’t even allowed into a mall because he was creeping out too many of them.

He called one of them (according to her) when she was in her high school trig class.

Story after story about his bad behavior, but he wants to be a senator so that he can bring about change and make sure that people follow the laws of God.

And there’s plenty of people on his side!

I heard one guy try to explain it away by saying that one of the girls was 14, but was nearly 15 and the age of consent in Alabama is 16.

So?

He didn’t miss it by much????

He was in his 30’s!

He was, allegedly, trying to pick up children!!

For sex!!!

Isn’t that enough?

People are coming out of the woodwork to talk about what a creep Moore was.

Fake news, the Democrats and the GOP in Washington are setting him up!

What an amazing conspiracy, huh?

And a couple of weeks ago I wondered aloud how anyone could possibly vote for the guy with such a shadow hanging over his past life.

That Facebook post turned into a liberal/conservative argument, so I took it down.

Senseless.

And here’s the thing:

Moore is likely going to win.

He’s behind in the polls, but people, who might be ashamed of how they’re going to cast their vote, are lying.

“I’d rather vote for a pedophile than a Democrat.”

That comment when around and around on Twitter.

I don’t understand.

What can he possibly bring to the job that would allow you to forget what those women, who were just children at the time, are saying?

A 32-year-old man chasing a 14-year-old girl isn’t normal.

Certainly it isn’t worthy of a seat in the senate, is it?

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