On Tuesday, New York magazine published an essayby a 24-year-old law student who recently paddleboarded around Manhattan for the first time.
“I signed up for the race because I thought it sounded cool,” writes our participant. “Of course, when I asked around, everyone said it was really hard and I’d better start training.”
The smugness, the entitlement, the painfully obvious observation — one might wonder: Who cares?
Until you look at the byline and realize: Oh, of course. Another Kennedy, foisted upon us.
Our diarist is none other than Jack Schlossberg, grandson of JFK, son of Caroline, accomplishment-free save for that 25-mile race around Manhattan — which he curiously notes he lives “on” rather than “in”.
This semi-self-deprecating essay is juxtaposed with 14 portraits of Jack in black-and-white on his big day, muscular and shirtless and smiling, just one of the guys. He resembles no one so much as his late Uncle John F. Kennedy Jr., who, until his untimely death in 1999, was the Kennedy family’s last last great hope.
Is anyone asking for this?
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4 comments:
Enough Kennedys, already. Bushes, Rockefellers and Clintons, too.
The Kennedy family and their heirs have nothing better to do than to run for office. None of them have to earn a living. When they get tired of giving all the extra money away that they can't spend in a lifetime, they run for office so that they can give away even more money. Of course, all that money is someone else's. For the Kennedys, giving away money is what they do.
Oh,oh! Now Chelsea Hubble Clinton is gonna have to get into the act and buy a paddleboard lest she fall behind in the race to not be a candidate!
Manhattan is an island. You live on it.
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