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Someday a bright and diligent historian will take a look at the spectacle of JFK celebration in the media that commenced upon his death and has never fully abated. The endless magazine covers, the made-for-TV movies, the pictures, the poems, the bestsellers. All of this involved not just manipulation of the media but enthusiastic and over-the-top media complicity, which created a still-weird dynastic myth that continues in the Democratic party: Kennedys are gods.

I hope I live long enough to see the end of the Camelot myth. I was 19 when Kennedy beat Nixon, and will never get over the way all the co-eds thought Kennedy was a god.

I was 8 when JFK ran against Nixon, and I became pretty interested in politics. My Dad is an old union guy, so Kennedy was a favorite. I was 11 when JFK died. Mostly because of how I felt about Kennedy, I think, I bought into the lies that more and more have become what the democrat party is. After Watergate, I lost interest in politics; not so much because of Watergate, but what was going on in my life. So, I remained pretty much sympathetic to the democrats and remained an easy mark for the media brainwashing. I began to wonder about the democrats during the 1984 campaign, when we were hit with the embarrassing spectacle of Geraldine Ferraro running for VP (let alone Mondale at the top of the ticket). Then, the watershed moment for me was the 1988 democrat convention, which seemed to be nothing more than a celebration of baby-killing (known to some as abortion) and homosexuality. I was appalled. I finally realized that the democrats stand for almost everything that God is against, and they stand agsinst almost everything that God is for.

I hope I live long enough to see the end of the Camelot myth. I was 19 when Kennedy beat Nixon, and will never get over the way all the co-eds thought Kennedy was a god.

Co-ed are weird. In my generation they thought Bill Clinton was sexy.