I knew Franken was being set-up once the story about how he squeezed a woman's waist as making him a sexual predator.

This was the level of accusations that got an elected Senator to resign. (and that he kissed a woman in a sketch where the script says he kisses a woman - or an pantomiming touching a woman's breast that were protected by a bullet proof vest.)

I'll tell you this - Franken not being on the panel during the Facebook question certainly helped Facebook out a lot.

They'd have gotten Obama too.
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https://www.theatlantic.com/politics/archive/2017/12/i-believe-frankens-accusers-because-he-groped-me-too/547691/

Then I saw Al Franken. I only bug celebrities for pictures when it’ll make my foster mom happy. She loves Franken, so I asked to get a picture with him. We posed for the shot. He immediately put his hand on my waist, grabbing a handful of flesh. I froze. Then he squeezed. At least twice.


(TINA DUPUY)
I’d been married for two years at the time; I don’t let my husband touch me like that in public because I believe it diminishes me as a professional woman. Al Franken’s familiarity was inappropriate and unwanted. It was also quick; he knew exactly what he was doing.

It shrunk me. It’s like I was no longer a person, only ornamental. It said, “You don’t matter—and I do.” He wanted to cop a feel and he demonstrated he didn’t need my permission.