James Comey is making me feel much better about being a woman.

I mean, isn't it refreshing that a 6-foot, 8-inch hunk of a guy can be reduced to a girly-girl?

I'm talking, of course, about how helpless and confused he seemed when President Donald Trump kept cornering him for some one-on-one time. During his recent Senate testimony, Comey revealed his dread about being alone with the most powerful man in the world—like how he implored Attorney General Jeff Sessions not to leave his side at the White House, and how his heart sank when he learned that Trump had arranged to dine alone with him. And then there was his catatonic response to Trump's demand for loyalty: “I didn't move, speak, or change my facial expression in any way during the awkward silence that followed.”