Alexandra Jacobs is longing for me.
The New York Times book reviewer wrote this in her recent review of One Way Back, the new “memoir” by Christine Blasey Ford. Ford is famously the woman who, in 2018, accused Supreme Court nominee Brett Kavanaugh of sexual assault in 1982. Ford also claimed that I was in the room when it happened. Brett and I were friends in high school in the early 1980s.
Ford’s allegation was never proven. She couldn’t even say the place where it allegedly happened and kept changing the year. It was Kafkaesque, the kind of thing, as Brit Hume tweeted, that “never should have happened in America.”
Writing in the New York Times about the new book, Jacobs says that one “longs for more about Mark Judge” in its pages.
Well, Alexandra, that’s easy to fix.
You can review my book. The Devil’s Triangle: Mark Judge vs. the New American Stasi was published two years ago — it is my version of the nightmare of 2018. I reveal the opposition research, extortion, and even a honey trap that were all deployed in an effort to destroy me or make me lie about my friend.
The Devil’s Triangle has not been reviewed in the New York Times, the Washington Post, or the Wall Street Journal. If Alexandra Jacobs is longing for me, she could do it herself. She will get the entire picture.
Of course, she won’t like what’s in there. On the night of Sept. 14, 2018, I got a call from Ronan Farrow, then at the New Yorker. My high school friend Brett Kavanaugh had been nominated for the Supreme Court on July 9. Farrow was calling to tell me that Brett and I had been named in a letter claiming “sexual misconduct in the 1980s.” Farrow could not tell me who the accuser was or where it allegedly happened — only that the incident took place “sometime in the 1980s.”
I knew I was no longer in America but in communist East Germany during the Cold War. I was guilty until proven innocent.
One thing that no one doing soft-focus interviews with Ford will ask is why she didn’t address this all in private. She could have avoided the trauma of the whole thing — as could I. As I recently told a reporter with Fox Nation, Ford could have contacted me any time in the summer of 2018. I would have gladly spoken to her, her parents, the police, anybody. When asked why she didn’t do so, Ford told Ruth Marcus of the Washington Post that she “thought about contacting Mark Judge but didn’t know how.”
I’m a journalist who has lived in Washington his entire life. She didn’t know how? I wish I could say I was surprised that Marcus believed this.
Ford was working with Washington Post “reporter” Emma Brown on a story about Ford’s allegations from as early as July 9. On July 10, Brown sent me a friendly sounding email asking about what it was like hiking to school with Kavanaugh at Georgetown Prep. No mention of Ford or an alleged assault.
In her explosive piece published months later, on Sept. 16, 2018, Brown left out Leland Keyser, Ford’s close friend. Ford claimed Keyser had been at the party where the assault took place. Keyser denied it, and Brown left this out of the story.
Ford was also using an opposition researcher. According to the book The Education of Brett Kavanaugh by New York Times reporters Kate Kelly and Robin Pogrebin, Ford’s friend Keith Koegler “spent many hours [in the summer of 2018] poring over news coverage of the nomination process, biographical information about Kavanaugh, and writings and videos produced by Mark Judge. In combing through YouTube, articles, and social networks, Koegler had learned more about the house parties … and the lexicon of 1980s Georgetown Prep than he had ever thought he would care to know.”
The media, the politicians, and the opposition researchers (the “Devil’s Triangle” of my book title) had set things up. The next step: hit me with an unexpected allegation (Farrow) and get me to start talking. Then entangle my life, which included a struggle with alcoholism when I was younger, with the life of Kavanaugh, who had a much different journey than I.
It was a hit using my life to take my friend down, even if he had nothing to do with my struggles. Reading accounts of Ford’s behavior, it becomes clear why she never went to the police or released her therapist’s notes (which never mention Kavanaugh) and why she kept asking for delays, including an absurd claim about a fear of flying. She was waiting for me to crack.
Ford is now in the media talking about her trauma and saying she was “naive” about all the damage she would cause. Incredibly, she continues to make accusations against Kavanaugh. But she claims to have no idea where the alleged assault took place or how she got home from the party in question.
I don’t have Ford’s “teams” of handlers (as Jacobs calls them in her New York Times review). I’m also not charging $50,000 to give a speech, as Ford now is. All I’m left with are nightmares, trauma, and poverty. But I do have my book.
Yet to the media, I am an invisible man.
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Mark Judge is an award-winning journalist and the author of The Devil’s Triangle: Mark Judge vs. the New American Stasi. He is also the author of God and Man at Georgetown Prep, Damn Senators, and A Tremor of Bliss.
