Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Mourning in America

I don’t know about you, but I went through the five stages of grief over Kennedy’s death in record time. Watching the MSM cast him as John the Baptist to Obama’s Jesus helped a lot, but I owe the return of my customary high spirits primarily to the following grief counselors:

1) Three Beers Later

2) Ace of Spades

3) Ed Driscoll

4) The Other McCain


blogstrop said...

I have to borrow and amend a line from Life of Brian here:
To me he was no Lion, just a shaggy dog.

Anonymous said...

And let's not forget his dog named Splash.


Yojimbo said...

Some events just naturally lend themselves to that New York minute concept I'm thinking.

Yojimbo said...

Just an update to the "What Goes Around Comes Around" file.

Would a Mary Jo Kopechne puppet, maybe along side a purple penis puppet, showing up at the public viewing be considered in poor taste?

Just asking.

RebeccaH said...

Yeah, I went through five stages myself:

1. He's dead, no surprise, it's a wonder he didn't die of liver failure decades ago.

2. Wait. Are we sure he's dead?

3. Oh, God, another slobbery weepfest like Michael Jackson.

4. Ding dong, the fat lech is dead!

5. Good riddance.

JeffS said...

Yesterday, I said wouldn't say anything bad about Kennedy (primarily because he did nothing good).

But I also noted two exceptions. I found a third. And he's making me seriously reconsider going back on what I said I wouldn't do.

Minicapt said...

What grief???


Paco said...

Yojimbo: That idea is so brilliant, it transcends the concept of taste.

Yojimbo said...

Well, I've been transcending the concept of taste for some years now.

kc said...

And we admire you for it!

Tagging along, basking in the reflected glory. Thank you!