{"id":296,"date":"2008-05-24T16:53:00","date_gmt":"2008-05-24T16:53:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/?p=296"},"modified":"2008-05-24T16:53:00","modified_gmt":"2008-05-24T16:53:00","slug":"new-yorkclinton","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/2008\/05\/new-yorkclinton\/","title":{"rendered":"New York\/Clinton"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/journal\/clinton.htm\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/journal\/billclinton.jpg\" \/><\/a><br \/><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">Somewhere in Soho just off Broadway (4&#215;5 film)<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">Like many kids in the early 60s, I was a fan of John F. Kennedy. I kept a plaque in my bedroom with Kennedy&#8217;s famous &#8220;ask not&#8221; quote embossed on it. He was the first president I knew, and his natural eloquence and character formed my understanding of who and what an American president was supposed to be. I was 9 years old when he was cut down by an assassin&#8217;s bullet in Dallas.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">I was 14 years old in 1968, the most tumultuous year, perhaps, in post war American history. I was young, but fully aware of what was going on&#8211;the civil rights struggle and the war in Vietnam. The murders of Martin Luther King and Bobby Kennedy left me devastated and heartbroken,  and I don&#8217;t think I&#8217;ve ever really recovered. I remember poignantly Teddy Kennedy&#8217;s eulogy delivered in St. Patrick&#8217;s Cathedral, as deeply eloquent a tribute as has ever been written.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">A few days ago Teddy Kennedy was diagnosed with a brain tumor, and while one hopes for his recovery, I am already prepared for the worst. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">We are in the middle of a dramatic and prolonged Democratic presidential campaign between the heir to Bill Clinton&#8217;s two term presidency and, to many of us, the heir to the legacy of the Kennedy brothers. We all know the personal dangers associated with Barack Obama&#8217;s candidacy as the first black man with a real chance to the highest office in the land. And we all know&#8211;and see&#8211;how messages of hope and idealism pose a threat to the status quo. There is an undercurrent of anger that lurks menacingly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">Yesterday Hillary Clinton raised the specter of assassination in an off hand reference to Bobby Kennedy, and how his campaign ran into June of 1968. When I read her comments and watched her deliver them on YouTube, I froze inside. She had invoked one of the darkest moments in American political history to justify the continuation of her campaign, knowing&#8211;surely&#8211;that in doing so, she was dipping, however gingerly, into a poisonous well of hatred. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">Hillary Clinton&#8217;s honor (and campaign) now hangs in tatters along with the legacy of Bill Clinton&#8217;s presidency. It&#8217;s over. Good riddance.<br \/><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Somewhere in Soho just off Broadway (4&#215;5 film) Like many kids in the early 60s, I was a fan of John F. Kennedy. I kept a plaque in my bedroom with Kennedy&#8217;s famous &#8220;ask not&#8221; quote embossed on it. He was the first president I knew, and his natural eloquence and character formed my understanding [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[21],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-296","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-photogs"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/296","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=296"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/296\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=296"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=296"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=296"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}