

Edward "Ted" Kennedy, a fraud of a statesman, is now gone. Yes, rest in peace and all that, but for me his death ends a bitterness which I've harbored most of my life, and for that I'm glad it's over.
I was 15 when Chappaquiddick surfaced as an insignificant Saturday evening story relegated to the inner pages of most of the nation's afternoon newspapers (two dailies were common back then, a morning paper and an evening edition such as the Milwaukee Sentinel and the Milwaukee Journal). Conveniently for Kennedy, this was the same weekend of Apollo 11's manned lunar landing which attracted virtually all the media coverage for days on end. The ultimate fulfillment of JFK's goal of landing a man on the moon by the end of the decade unanimously overshadowed drivel like a curiously upended Oldsmobile in Poucha Pond and an unfortunate "drowning." After all, Friday night drunk-driving stories were not all that uncommon back in the days before breathalyzers came into being.
Without lauding the accomplishments and shortcomings of his two older brothers JFK and RFK, allow me to indisputably say that "Theodore" failed to uphold the inspiring Kennedy aura. The kid brother's expulsion for cheating at Harvard was one thing, but a life supposedly dedicated to championing for the little guy all the while exploiting the protective double standard of aristocracy in America was the utmost in hypocrisy. Regarding Chappaquiddick, as for Kennedy emerging virtually unscathed both physically and in reputation, the rest of us would still be in jail.
Therefore, my youthful faith, trust, and belief in politicians was forever shattered. The pantheon of respectables like Dwight D. Eisenhower and JFK, Senators William Proxmire and Everett Dirksen, and Milwaukee's own Mayor Henry Maier was now accompanied and sullied by an imposter the likes of Theodore. How could anyone get away with such behavior and still garner respect? Re-electable respect! A married man of stature cavorting with single girls, driving while intoxicated with an expired license, fleeing from a patrol car, failing to report an accident for nearly nine hours, and then conveniently lawyering up as the distinguished Senator was virtually given a pass by the inquisitive but ever reverent local constabulary. We later learned that he called the parents of Mary Jo Kopechne the following morning advising them of their daughter's passing never mentioning that, oh by the way, he was the one driving the "cahr."
Oh well, I'll get over it. It's just that as a young kid, I needed respectable and upstanding heroes to uphold my faith and belief that honesty, integrity, and hard work are all attainable and rewarding virtues worthy of defense at all costs. Instead, via Theodore, I've witnessed the rewards of deceit and dishonesty, debauchery, disrespect, elitism, the extreme exploitation of society's double standards, and the filthiness of posturing which has become somehow excused and exonerated while shrouded as simply "party politics."
As one could guess, I did not favor the Senator from Massachusetts as many do. The fawning media and the Democrat Party are quite a bit more forgiving. Rather, the fawning media and the Democrat Party are quite a bit more forgetful.
For an in depth analysis of Chappaquiddick, visit http://issuu.com/milwaukeeroad (or find the link "My PDF Library" in the right-hand column) and access a collection of pdf's featuring the stunningly revealing testimonial of Kennedy's personal attorney Joseph Gargan and his observations of that fateful night in July 1969. Gargan maintained a website at http://www.ytedk.com/ for many years only to see it recently under construction or removed. It was not a complimentary website towards Theodore though. So, that alone may indicate the efforts of one interested party obsessed in cleansing the internet of truthful Kennedy files. Just my own thought on that.
- milwaukeeroad
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