It was just recently that President Trump suddenly transformed into the soul of self-restraint and even-handedness when speaking of Christine Blasey Ford, accuser of SCOTUS nominee Brett Kavanaugh of sexual assault when they were in high school.

Trump claimed to regard her as “a very fine woman,” “a very credible witness,” finding her testimony to be “very good in many respects” and “very compelling.” (At his most articulate, Trump uses the word “very” twice, back to back; this from the man who claims to have “the best words.” )

But at a “Make America Great Again” rally in Mississippi a few days later, Trump was his old insufferable self again, unmistakably implying that Ford’s testimony wasn’t worth a tinker’s dam, given that she couldn’t remember a number of details about the night Kavanaugh assaulted her.

So the woman Trump had previously extolled as being creditable he now derides as a liar, as a party to the destruction of Kavanaugh’ s life by a bunch of “very evil people,” i.e., the Democrats. (There’s that ever-handy “very” again.)

Trump, on the other hand, that one-time free-wheeling grabber of women’s privates who got away with it, never had an evil bone in his body. On the contrary, as he had the hubris to inform Australian Prime Minister Malcolm Turnbull last year, he is “the world’s greatest person.”

William LaRochelle, Lewiston