He was in the Vietnam war. Who knew?
Every Vietnam Vet I know would dash across all 16 lanes of the Washington Beltway just to punch him in the nose.
Jumped off the plane got a cut, jumped in his boat got another cut, stepped off his boat got yet another cut... 3 Purple hearts and ticket out of Vietnam.... Practically on the same day.
He basically boated up and down the Mekong delta surfing and playing rock and roll tune for a month. And his boat didn’t come close to taking anybody even remotely akin to Captain Willard to Cambodia or anywhere else.
Kerry then he spent months in congress describing atrocities by American troops, things he could only dream up because he was never even close to any real combat.
JOHN KERRY: HUNTER, DREAMER, REALIST; COMPLEXITY INFUSES SENATORS AMBITION
By Laura Blumenfeld
Washington Post Staff Writer
Sunday, June 1, 2003; Page A01
John Kerry eats dove. Even better, he shoots them. From behind the stalks of a Southern cornfield, hell watch them flutter and dart, and fire.
You clean them. Let them hang. It takes three or four birds to have a meal, said the Massachusetts senator. You might eat it at a picnic, cold roasted. I love dove.
Dove, quail, duck, deer. Kerry described how to hunt and gut them, talking as he sliced through a steak at midnight after campaigning all day in Iowa for the Democratic presidential nomination. Carve out the heart, he said over dinner, pull out the entrails and cut up the meat. Bad table manners, perhaps, or good politics. After Sept. 11, 2001, some Democrats argue, they cant take the White House if they sound like doves. That is not a problem for the dove hunter. Kerry, 59, is the only combat veteran in the field. He stands 6-foot-4. He rides a Harley, plays ice hockey, snowboards, windsurfs, kitesurfs, and has such thick, aggressive hair he uses a brush with metal teeth.
Thats our slogan, quipped his ad man, Jim Margolis. John Kerry: Hes no weenie.
He doesnt need a consultant to tell him how to dress like an alpha male, said his friend Ivan Schlager. He is a damn alpha male.
-snip-
And who is he, really?
A close associate hints: Theres a secret compartment in Kerrys briefcase. He carries the black attaché everywhere. Asked about it on several occasions, Kerry brushed it aside. Finally, trapped in an interview, he exhaled and clicked open his case.
Who told you? he demanded as he reached inside. My friends dont know about this.
The hat was a little mildewy. The green camouflage was fading, the seams fraying.
My good luck hat, Kerry said, happy to see it. Given to me by a CIA guy as we went in for a special mission in Cambodia.
Kerry put on the hat, pulling the brim over his forehead. His blue button-down shirt and tie clashed with the camouflage. He pointed his finger and raised his thumb, creating an imaginary gun. He looked silly, yet suddenly his campaign message was clear: Citizen-soldier. Linking patriotism to public service. It wasnt complex after all; it was Kerry.
He smiled and aimed his finger: Pow.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A59559-2003May30_4.html
Seriously? I wonder why he never mentioned it when he was running for President?