on Ted Kennedy
There are two kinds of people in this world: those who are given a free pass when it comes to driving a young campaign worker into her watery grave, and the rest of us, who aren’t.
If you or I had been behind the wheel that fateful night, likely intoxicated and with an indefensible inability to even bother trying to save the life of our young female passenger, don’t think for a minute that our lives would not have been cut short by the wrath of an unforgiving public and a judge’s gavel.
But this is Camelot, and memebership has always had its priveleges. Why let a few private discretions stand in the way of a potential lifetime of public service? And if Mary Jo Kopechne’s death has to be swept under the carpet so that Teddy might live to cast another Senate vote, then so be it.
So let the Senate and the President celebrate the life of Ted Kennedy. Let them applaud his commitment to social justice. Just remember that all of this was made possible by the gross inequalities of an American system that the Kennedy clan constantly rallied against but yet continues to benefit from.
