I do not know this woman, I have never heard of her before, but it all seemed like the same story from the left.
It is election time again, and now you have another female that has come out against Pres. Trump in the way of making accusations and allegations of the sexual assault nature. These people have acquired for years, and now they are coming out, no doubt this being a calculated attack, on the Commander-in-chief.
This accusation comes from E. Jean Carroll, a so-called renowned columnist, who is accusing Pres. Trump of sexually assaulting her in the 1990s.
She didn’t come out in 2016 when everybody and their mom wanted to lay claim to being assaulted by the soon-to-be president. No, this one decided to remain silent.
Carroll claims her encounter with then-businessman Trump happened at the Bergdorf Goodman in NY City. They had recognized each other and started talking. Carroll said Trump was looking for a gift for a female when he pushed her into a dressing room.
In next week's cover story, E. Jean Carroll shares for the first time her violent encounter with Donald Trump. The coatdress she was wearing that day has hung in her closet ever since; she wore it again for the first time for her portrait with New York https://t.co/yPaLsRoVcH pic.twitter.com/Tx2HAzt1mi
— New York Magazine (@NYMag) June 21, 2019
The moment the dressing-room door is closed, he lunges at me, pushes me against the wall, hitting my head quite badly, and puts his mouth against my lips. I am so shocked I shove him back and start laughing again. He seizes both my arms and pushes me up against the wall a second time, and, as I become aware of how large he is, he holds me against the wall with his shoulder and jams his hand under my coat dress and pulls down my tights.
I am astonished by what I’m about to write: I keep laughing. The next moment, still wearing correct business attire, shirt, tie, suit jacket, overcoat, he opens the overcoat, unzips his pants, and, forcing his fingers around my private area, thrusts his penis halfway — or completely, I’m not certain — inside me. It turns into a colossal struggle. I am wearing a pair of sturdy black patent-leather four-inch Barneys high heels, which puts my height around six-one, and I try to stomp his foot. I try to push him off with my one free hand — for some reason, I keep holding my purse with the other — and I finally get a knee up high enough to push him out and off and I turn, open the door, and run out of the dressing room.
Again, no reports to the police and again, a coordinated conversation with a couple of friends to document the event.
The White House has responded: “This is a completely false and unrealistic story surfacing 25 years after allegedly taking place and was created simply to make the President look bad.”
There should literally be a law about making ‘false’ claims of sexual assault when you have nothing to back up your claims. These claims with no supporting evidence are getting ridiculous. Wouldn’t this fall under defamation? According to the story, she has no witnesses or corroborating evidence.
NY Mag should also face charges of defamation, aiding and abetting.