Allen Wrench

I keep starting and not finishing posts about why I do not think Woody Allen is a child molester. The pieces keep getting longer and more involved and I seem to be incapable of writing a blog post and not a book on the topic. Kyle Smith, who writes for the National Review, has done a much better (and far more concise) job of doing what I seem to be unable to do.

I do not expect any one article to change the minds of those who are convinced beyond a shadow of any doubt that Mr. Allen molested a seven-year-old girl. Certainly the one I'd write would not make any of those folks do a one-eighty. The best any piece could conceivably do is to get his accusers to move from 100% certainty to, oh, maybe 93% or so. You may notice that most of them think the allegations of the seven-year-old must be believed in toto and that the counter-allegations of two of her older siblings, claiming abuse by their mother, must be ignored totally.

And as you can see, my Internet is working again. I'm sure my ultimatum caused them to hurry up and fix it.