It is love for us, the little people. For example, in exchange for the pittance the Kennedy Family receives on every bottle of Scotch whiskey, Ted samples every batch in an heroic effort to make sure that tainted Scotch does not reach our shores. Nasty work, but this selfless patriot doesn't mind! Noblesse oblige!
Do you appreciate the long nights JFK spent in counseling young women, even before he became President? RFK was no exception. Why he and his brother spent many hours helping Marylin Monroe in her effort to overcome dependency on prescription drugs! Or the young Dr. Smith, giving generously of his time to conduct gynecological examinations, at no charge.
Young Kennedy Klan members frequently run thorough quality control checks on herbal medications from the rain forests of Peru and Colombia and stay busy at other times testing recreational vehicles and automobiles to the breaking point ... all to make sure that the peasants who came here after Uncle Ted's excellent Immigration Reform Act of 1965, lead safer lives.
Doubt the love the Kennedys have for you, and me, and all the other little people? Think of young Senator Ted, diving into cold murky waters repeatedly in his heroic rescue attempt at Chappaquiddick, trying to rescue a young woman, a stranger to him, who had stolen his car to go joy-riding over a dangerous bridge (built by Republicans).
Selfless service! Another young Kennedy drove a young woman from a poor family living in substandard housing to high priced motels and payed her top dollar for babysitting, all in an effort to stimulate the local economy. This young fellow tragically lost his life in service to humanity, aggressively checking the environmental damage done to a tree by successive Republican administrations.
When The Roman Catholic Church elects a pro-choice pontiff, I fully expect many members of America's Royal Family to be canonized. I sincerely doubt that this would make a difference to you ungrateful wretches, but rest assured, the Kennedys will still love you, and all the other little people.
Such a superlative performance demands golden accolades from all who read this brilliant master work.
Mark Twain, Bret Harte, and Ambrose Bierce in colaboration could not have done better.