Well, let's get it over with. Ted is dead, oh yes, Ted is dead. The last of the Kennedy brothers died last night from the complications of brain cancer. Like I said, lets get it over with. Ted Kennedy was not a good man, not by any normal person's standard. He was drunkard, a philanderer, a murderer, a cheat, a liar and the least of all of it he was a liberal piece of manure. At first thought, I might not blame him as it seems like a genetic disorder. Consider his brothers shared some of the same traits and results, as did the next generation with Michael Skakel and William Kennedy Smith. All pieces of manure, with the jackass sardonic Kennedy smile, but I digress.
No, Ted was responsible for his actions, the problem is, he never was held responsible for them, not on this earth and it was a grave injustice to him. From the time his dad bailed him out for multiple cheatings at Harvard to Chappaquiddick. It just emboldened the Kennedy genes. Having read The Last Brother by Joe McGinness, I kind of feel a little sorry for Ted. He was after all the youngest, a n'er do well in school that just didn't excel at anything. When Ted graduated from law school, it was said he wanted to move to Colorado and have his own law practice and make it by himself. Another opportunity lost to change the destiny of the Kennedy genes. I really think he resented being in that family at some point but was never able to break away. Unfortunately, he sublimated his discontent into alcoholism, womanizing, and all around bad behavior. Who can forget the waitress sandwich he had with Chris Dodd?