I did not cheer when Kennedy was diagnosed with brain cancer, nor did I wish him dead. However, his death brings no sorrow to me. As I've sat and tried to sort out my thoughts on this matter, a lot of conflicting thoughts have gone through my head. On one hand, convention says that we don't speak ill of the dead. If for nothing else, out of respect for his family, I suppose. On the other hand, the Kennedy family has done little to earn respect.
In the famous "Friends, Romans, Countrymen" speech in Shakespeare's Julius Caesar, Mark Antony says this about Caesar:
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him;
The evil that men do lives after them,
The good is oft interred with their bones,
So let it be with Caesar
And so let it be with Kennedy. He was no saint. He led the life of a frat boy almost all of his life, never having to be held accountable. His money and family connections got him out of whatever trouble he managed to get in to. The Camelot myth was just that, a myth. A myth whose realm was absurdity, and its crown encrusted with hyperbole. He believed himself to be American royalty; above the law and the little people he claimed to champion.
Kennedy was a classic reprobate. He was a drunkard and a womanizer. The definition of a hypocrite is not that of a prostitute in a pew. It's a priest in a house of ill repute. The priest will then come back on Sunday and preach against fornication, while the prostitute is seeking forgiveness. Kennedy is that priest, if you will. He used his wealth and connections to run over whomever got in his way and would return to the Senate to preach how he was watching out for the little guy. It's reported that he went to Mass everyday for a year after his mother died - to a church whose positions on abortion and homosexuals are diametrically opposed to his own stated beliefs.
He does not deserve to be buried in Arlington. That is hallowed ground where American heroes are laid to rest. Kennedy was no hero. The incident at Chappaquiddick is proof enough of that.
I don't pretend to know Kennedy's ultimate fate. That's between him and God. I hope he found redemption.
I hope history judges him a bit more harshly when we look back and survey the wreckage liberalism brings.
VW







