Unbelievable.
I wouldn’t vote for this woman as president of the local PTA.
“Y’know.” (Watch the video if you have not already done so.)
Really.
I’m sure that she is very nice.
And I am also sure that she is as media-dumb as a stick. Just for starters.
Read on for more.
Media-dumb as a stick.
She simply cannot talk. I mean…really. Three sentences into anything she says and if I was in some sort of conversation with her I would be looking for a graceful exit from the situation. She is a living sleeping pill.
With all her money she doesn’t have the sense to understand that looking like she is so rich that she doesn’t really have to much care about the way she looks is not going to go over really big with the Dumberican public.
Kennedy name or not.
She is fool enough in this interview to repeat several times how she took the subway to the diner…a diner in which she is eating plebian food just like the regular people do. Which if it truly is her regular way of life should need no emphasis, plus the sheer dumblife cholesterol and chemical content of her meal…in other press accounts there are pictures of her sitting in front of a bacon and cheese sandwich and an enormous pile of greasy diner fries…suggests both a relatively a short life expectancy plus given what any truly intelligent person knows about nutrition either a serious shortage of line-level smarts or some sort of emotionally-driven personality disorder.
She also speaks about her various books. Taking into consideration the way she talks…I wonder who really wrote them. Executive experience? I know some “executives”. Up close and distastefully personal. They don’t really have to do much other than posture, most of them. Others do the real work; they have their name on the door.
Same here, I’m thinking. In fact, she may be both so stupid and have grown up so privileged that she doesn’t even know that she is a frontwoman.
It happens.
Bet on it.
You know who she most resembles to me?
A luckier version of the eccentric aunt and first cousin of Jackie Kennedy (both named Edith Bouvier Beale aka “Big and Little Edie”) who were raised as Park Avenue debutantes but who withdrew from New York society, taking shelter at their dilapidated Long Island summer home, “Grey Gardens.” (Saw the Maysles brothers documentary…Oy vey!!!…missed the movie.)
Now the personality disorder thing might be excused as part of a set of conditions that are necessary for pursuing a career in big time politics in the first place, and I imagine that most of the whole PermaGov eats badly, drinks badly smokes (lots of things) stupidly and takes poisonous Big Brother Pharma products at a rate well above the level of any sort of line-level “intelligence” at least as I would define the idea, but stilll…
Ah kin dream, cain’t I?
In your dreams!!!
Well…in my dreams we have sane, intelligent, well balanced, politically talented people in at least a few places within the PermaGov, and since it is apparently very hard for people like that to get elected given the low level of consciousness of the average media-fried Dumberican it would be fucking great to see one appointed to the task.
See?
I can dream.
Cain’t I?
Yup.
Martin had a dream.
Me too.
Caroline Kennedy?
I don’t think that she is heavy enough to carry that dream.
Too bad.
Her Uncle Bobby was some kind of man.
The fix is in, but it appears to be a little…wobbly. Probably because she hasn’t the talent or intelligence to play her part well enough.
So it goes.
Maybe Andrew Cuomo has all of the intelligence of his father. (And more of the necessary courage, I hope. Mario copped out. I don’t hold it against him…I mean we can only imagine what the opposition threatened. But still…President Mario Cuomo would’ve been a very good thing. Right?)
We shall see.
Soon(er).
(or)
Later…
AG
P.S. For an alternative view…why hell, she may perfectly, exactly fit the real requirements for a seat in the U.S. Senate.
In which case…
HOORAY FOR CAROLINE!!!
After all…it worked for Unca Ted.
Y’know.
