Wednesday, August 26, 2009
thank you ted
Most of you know I have been obsessed with the Kennedys my entire life, down to every single one of 319 cousins named Patrick. I have read every biography, studied elections, district races, assassinations, and scandals. My "memories" are so vivid I swear I watched Teddy emerge from the auspicious shadows of John and Bobby as the widely-acknowledged most brilliant of the Kennedy brothers. I have relished all eight of his terms with pride, and practically come to blows when someone tries to cheapen his legacy by playing the Chappaquiddick card. Spare me. If Jacqueline Kennedy could be exalted for popularizing the pill box hat, then Senator Kennedy has earned his place at the helm of Democracy. Kennedy deaths are always hard on me but this is the hardest. He was our champion, fighting until his final breath, and he was the haunted bearer of our last thread to Camelot, which is officially over. He represented a nostalgia that Caroline can't assume, and he embodied Rose's mantra, as have nearly all the Kennedys: "To whom much is given much is expected." Teddy had the dreams, hopes, and expectations of his entire bloodline placed on him, as well as the demands of constituents and skeptics, and he answered the call until his final day.
Rest in Peace Senator Kennedy, it's a new world, and I'm not sure I like it.