Scott Brown is a JOKE, I am a privileged Kennedy, he MUST obey me!
Which side of his twisted bi-polar mental illness will Patrick Kennedy act out the next time he opens his mouth? His recent castigation, immature babbling of a short bus special needs child, suspends any doubt about the long term effects of alcohol fetal syndrome.
No one ever accused Patrick of having an ordinary or average IQ. As in Zen, less is more, the Kennedy’s are wealthy. His intellect, to the extent known, has been so sullied from intractable substance abuse and outrageous public displays of incivility that you wonder why a custodian has not been appointed to protect him from himself.
Ms. Joan, ward of her children, was well known for her chronic misadventure,
Patches, I'm depending on ya' son, bring a quart and let's git-r-dun!
dispelling doubt of having been schnockered during, perhaps throughout, her many gestations. Daddy was never a paragon of intellectual prowess, expelled from Harvard for academic inferiority and subsequent corruption. Cheating and moral turpitude are matters for Leona Helmsley’s ”little people.” For money, Harvard was defiled in creation of a Kennedy School of Government! As nearly as history has revealed, JFK’s tenure was distinguished by his execution. For that, and money, Harvard named a school in requiem of an assassinated sycophant.
They say the apple never falls far from the tree. Fallen apples spoil and rot in the light of day, turning into vinegar for lack of other useful purpose.
Patrick Kennedy is about as useless a Rhode Island Congressman as tits are on a boar hog. A boar hog has better manners, more predictable behavior and is welcome to many tables.
The era of Camelot turned into a Comedy of Circus Camels, parking lot pukers without names known for spitting their venom when displeased.
How inconsequential are the Kennedys? AP invariably refers to the legatees as sons or daughters of Kennedy, rarely mentioning them by given names.
The financialy fortunate children brought nothing to America, beneficiaries of a trademarked family name, mere relics stigmatized by shame. I cringe at seeing the Kennedy name, instant anger, resentment, disgust and loathe–that has become the Kennedy legacy.
Such a blight has been cast on a fine Irish name. You might wish the decent Kennedy’s could commence a class action to compel the laggards and lackeys of Hyannis to cease and desist with defiling their otherwise fine reputations and traditions.
Instead, the insidious, pervasive and pathogenic Joe Kennedy ‘Clan’ will likely persist until trust funds are squandered. May the name Kennedy be stricken from buildings, roads, airports, schools, as urban shame, disgraced with squalor of generational decadence.
One online news service, The Hill, reported on Pitiful Patrick’s malicious spew referencing the new U.S. Senator from Massachusetts. A resulting record of reader comments turned into a raging storm of contempt and despise for Patrick Kennedy, Ted Kennedy, the family name, and every manner of hatred for this hideous family, spanning 128 pages with 2,543 scathing repudiations. All that in about a 24 hour period.
Whatever good there may ever have been in the Massachusetts Kennedy family was trashed, decades ago, at least 50 years ago. The Kennedy family became an American anathema.
Patrick ought to resign, immediately, return to a rehab facility and afterwards, take up residency with his mother. No one else would have him.
The Kennedys, unclean. Get behind me, Satan!
