Showing posts with label Joseph P. Kennedy III. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Joseph P. Kennedy III. Show all posts

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the Heir Presumptive… Joseph P. Kennedy III, we have been impatiently awaiting you.

Author’s program note. When the White Hope of a great dynasty reveals himself and his intentions, it is only fitting that this moment of significance be marked and marked well. Thus, gentles all, I give you Sir William Walton’s stirring prelude to the 1944 film of Shakespeare’s Henry V. It is everything such music about such a king and his great deeds should be: audacious to a degree, soaring, stirring to the depth of your soul.. It’s the kind of music that great sovereigns must have…. but cannot always summon; the necessary genius of such music not at hand.
But that genius and his talents are here now… go now to any search engine to find this music. It delivers just the right mood of challenge, courage, grandiloquence, and awe that this tale and its subject deserve — and which I aim to tell in this way:
“O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention A kingdom for a stage, princes to act And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!”
(Prologue to Henry V).
I am that Muse of fire…
A state that grew too slow, a House seat lost, a petulant miscalculation, an opening seized.
Every ten years, by law and custom, we the people must be counted and counted carefully, for the great things of the Great Republic, including who will get and who will lose seats in the House of Representatives, are fully determined by this census. And once the census is taken its immutable dictates go out to the several states which have either lost population, seats, and influence, or gained them. And this census stripped Massachusetts of yet another seat… and inaugurated a deadly game of musical chairs amongst the current Congressmen as to who would stay and who would go. And the legislature (which controls the size and contortions of each district) degreed that Rep. Barney Frank (D-Massachusetts) would be handed the fight of his political life; that he would have to fight and fight hard, with absolutely no guarantee of victory, to retain his place amongst the Solons of the nation.
And so this 16-term Congressman, grown puissant and corpulent in office, a man whose every lightning-fast quip offended someone of consequence who awaited the opportunity to revenge, this man, the man who thought himself too good, too powerful, too venerable to suffer the indignity of campaigning and meeting the people, disdained his high office, thereby opening the way for the Heir Presumptive of The Legacy and a lifetime of regret for himself.
The Plantagenets at 83 Beals Street, Brookline, Massachusetts.
You will never understand the Kennedys (who neither disclaim nor deprecate their designation as America’s dynasty), until you see them at 83 Beals Street, where John Fitzgerald Kennedy was born in 1917; for it was here that Patriarch Joseph P. Kennedy and his adamant wife transformed a mere family, Irish at that, into a gifted and determined cadre trained to seize a great nation and rearrange its history to their eternal benefit.
… Just as another ambitious family planned, plotted and persevered. These were the Plantagenets of the 12th century and of England; they are the truest dynastic comparison for the Kennedys; not the timid souls of the House of Windsor who can only imagine the glamor and significance of these royal princes, for they will never have either.
The Plantangents had everything great dynasts and their dynasties must have to rise and prosper. They had grit, personal magnetism and charisma, great ideas, a deft hand at murder and chastisement, and a fortitude and grace that are the very definition of royalty.
These Plantagents, from Geoffrey of Anjou (d. 1151), used their undeniable talents and insistence, catapulted themselves to power and glory, using every stratagem, every while, every expedient, cruel and refined. And so unwittingly not only defined themselves but the Kennedys, too; for every Kennedy knows the power of History… and gladly does what it takes therein to cement their unassailable position… whatever the cost, the inconvenience, or laborious tergiversations.
And now, thanks to the petulance of soon-to-be-ex-Congressman Frank, and the practised and exquisite timing of the Family Kennedy and their now hopeful and expectant again adherents, Beals Street and its environs will again be part of their patrimony, thanks to young Joseph P. Kennedy III, for with such a name as his calling card, can there be anything other than invigoration, restoration, renaissance at hand?
Meet Joseph P. Kennedy III, Heir Presumptive.
To understand the optimism and even joy with which this hitherto virtually unknown man has been lately received you must know this: for 64 years, until the somewhat clouded retirement of U.S. Representative Patrick J. Kennedy (D-Rhode Island), son of Senator Edward M. Kennedy (D-Massachusetts), there had always been a Kennedy in the federal legislature; each one a household name.
When that ended in 2010, there was a sense that this storied family had reached its conclusion, not with a bang but a whimper. But this conclusion, it appears, was premature. For developing in the wings was… the next chapter of this family and its tale that has never ceased to rivet the nation…
But now this tale has every sense of continuing, yea verily even unto the fourth generation. For now young Kennedy (31 years old) is “exploring”, letting the people know he is inclined to run, but not yet quite ready to say so. However the Kennedys are expert at the business of enticement, inciting expectations and anticipations; they want the people to embrace this lad, who constitutes their next best chance to regain federal office and re-ignite the flame of destiny…
Some facts.
Joseph P. Kennedy III was born July 3, 1980 and was handed his destiny along with his name, The Name that firmly marked him as a consequential Personage; a prince in readiness for the good of Family and the Great Republic. Implicit in The Name is this: great grandson of The Patriarch himself, Ambassador Joseph P. Kennedy; grandson of Robert Kennedy; son of ex-Congressman Joseph Kennedy. And that’s just the direct line. There are cousins, aunts, uncles of renown… Names themselves, ensconced in History, each desiring restoration; for only with restoration will they fulfill their own destinies, enhance their names, burnish their futures and ensure their immortality.
Thus you can be sure the reshaped Fourth Congressional District will see, as soon as the all-important announcement is made, an infusion of energetic, toothsome, photogenic Kennedys, certain to enchant, delight and capture hearts…. for these Kennedys are past masters at such seductive, vote-snagging techniques and are now refreshing them in honor of the Heir Presumptive on whom perforce their own futures rest.
All that stands between this man and radiant future are the people of Newton, Brookline, Fall River and all the other towns and cities of the reshaped Fourth Congressional District. The man, the Kennedys, the dynasty itself are in their hands, to do with as they wish. But they, too, have been awaiting the next installment of this great story, and to get it must welcome the man, who with his celebrated name, can provide it. So far these people are curious about what’s happening, ready in their dull purlieus to be touched by the Kennedy magic. And this is enough for today, for after all just a few hours ago not one of these people knew of Joseph P. Kennedy III or could point him out in a police line-up. Now, already, things are different, primed for success, as they always are when Kennedys stride the stage…
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