I’m sorry I have been an inconsistent blogger this summer. I hate that; I truly do. I have given considerable thought to closing up shop entirely since I am so very busy these days, but I’m not ready to do that. Though I am too busy to blog, I am constantly thinking of suitable topics for blog posts. Part of it is that what I do is so different than what most bloggers do. It’s not enough for me to comment on a news story; I have to dredge up every inch of personal experience and years of observations and try to weave them all together in an essay format that actually makes a point about the bigger picture.
It’s August and in the heat it isn’t always easy. What I do also takes a lot of that observation and contemplation. I need to be able to see events unfold over time, and I need time to work out my own preconceived notions (we should all do this; very few do) before deciding what the big picture angle is going to be. I’m out of time and energy lately, and while I have been observing and weaving those threads in my head, I haven’t had a lot of time to articulate them in text and post them here. The good news for you, dear readers, is that Ms. Peacock has enrolled herself in a creative writing class this fall, so you might actually get treated to some of my creative writing this fall.
Patriarchy, Privilege, and Ted Kennedy
Speaking of the oppressing class, and in the words of my texting teenager–WTF is up with the Kennedy worship from some corners? It’s not just Chappaquiddick and Kopechne that prevents me from supporting the “Ted Kennedy legacy”, though that alone is, goodness knows, reason enough. I cannot believe some of the feminist blogs and blogs with feminist leanings who are fawning all over this perfect waste of a carbon-based life form. He is the very symbol of patriarchal privilege–his whole family is. But I’m always on the wrong side of this issue. I’m one of the few liberals I know who think John F. Kennedy was a disaster as a president, despite his pretty words. That’s because his deeds almost sunk us as a nation and some of them led to Vietnam, wherein an extraordinary amount of baby boomer males lost life and limb. Not any Kennedy baby boomers, mind you.
Chappaquiddick has already come up in a number of corners, mostly conservative, and you know the details so I won’t rehash it. But if you’re inclined to give Kennedy a pass, ask yourself a few questions: Continue reading