And who is he, really?
A close associate hints: There's a secret compartment in Kerry's 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 don't 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 wasn't complex after all; it was Kerry.
Date of the article? June 1, 2003. Try not to read the whole article, it is so filled with fawning sentences like the last two that you might develop "contact diabetes."
Amazing, isn't it, what all Kerry accomplished in Nam in four short months. All those medals, secret missions and war crimes. Can you imagine if we had just 100 Kerry's in the service...we could let the other guys all go home. He can do it all!
One of the vets who served with him said, last night, that Kerry had it in his mind to be just like JFK and be president some day. He worked to get into Vietnam, get his medals, and then get out. He'll never be a true hero like JFK was. He will always be a pathological liar.