The last of the uber-politico Kennedy brothers has died.
You can bet the good ole' boys of the military industrial complex and other gluttonous corporations are lighting up their illegally imported Cubans, whilst sipping on a vintage bottle of Bourbon saved from the days of slavery.
Albeit, Teddy wasn't exactly the picture boy of morality, as demonstrated by his excessive drunkenness and the time he bailed on that chick when she was drowning, but he did do some good stuff which I won't waste time writing about here.
I wonder what Robert McNamara, Michael Jackson, and Ted Kennedy are talking about in whatever place their non-corporeal bodies have traveled to?
Perhaps MJ is teaching them the proper technique to maximize the visual effects of a crotch grab. Or maybe McNamara is still trying to sell them on that whole Vietnam thing.
I think most likely though, Teddy is mixing up fuzzy navels and reminiscing about that three way he had with his bros and Marlyn Monroe in the Oval Office. Or would that be a four way?
"The most dangerous man, to any government, is the man who is able to think things out for himself without regard to the prevailing superstitions and taboos. Almost inevitably he comes to the conclusion that the government he lives under is dishonest, insane and intolerable, and so, if he is romantic, he tries to change it. And even if he is not romantic personally he is apt to spread discontent among those who are." -H.L. Mencken
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