Chappa….
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I was out of town and away from my computer over the weekend, and am still in catch-up mode, so I shouldn’t take the time to write this blog post either. But since nobody else here (or at The Corner either) mentioned it on Saturday, I wonder, is it just terribly uncouth and nasty and gauche and rude for me to note that no major news outlet that I could find, or that the MRC could find either, even mentioned the 40th anniversary of Chappaquiddick?

I make no apologies for saying that Ted Kennedy’s political career should have been over immediately upon news of Mary Jo Kopechne’s death and the manner thereof. No apologies are needed for saying that Kennedy should have gone to prison for a while.

While Miss Kopechne may well still have been alive, this man, this senator, walked past four houses without asking for help, returned to a guest cottage and did not call for help, went back to his hotel and went to sleep, awoke, showered, hung out on a hotel balcony with the winners of a regatta, chatting pleasantly, and then took the ferry back to Chappaquiddick, ignoring aides’ advice to report the incident, making numerous phone calls to others but still not reporting the incident…. and he still suffered no legal ramifications worth talking about, still stayed in office, and still had the appalling viciousness to slander Judge Robert Bork, smear all sorts of other Republicans, accuse President Bush of bribing foreign leaders, bent every rule of decency in his treatment of his ideological adversaries, set up sham investigations of judicial nominees, and in essence spent a whole career doing horrible things that only he could get away with, meanwhile seriously eroding our level of public discourse and of conduct in office (not to mention his awful private conduct for another two decades at least after Chappaquiddick).

Ted Kennedy’s actions on the night of July 18-19, 1969, were the actions of a reckless man and of an utter, pathetic, gutless coward.

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