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| 2004-03-07 |
| Hat tip: Viking Pundit. Caption for Kerry’s Yale college yearbook photo, 1966: JOHN FORBES KERRY. Born December 11, 1943, in Denver , Colorado, son of Richard John Kerry, ’37, and Rosemary Forbes Kerry. Prepared at St. Paul’s School , Concord, N.H. Entered Yale, September , 1962. Political Science Major; won Parker Dickson Buck - Schuyler B Jackson Prize (oratory) , 1964 , Henry ames Teneyck Prize (oratory), 1965, and Thatcher Memorial Debating Contest, 1964 and 1965. Member: Jonathan Edwards (College Advisory Board, 1962-65 ; soccer, 1962) ; Fence Club; Haunt Club; Pundits; Skull and Bones; Political Union, 1962-66, president, 1964 - 65 ; Liberal Party , 1962 - 66, chairman , 1963 - 64 ; Yale Debating Association, 1962 - 66 ; Yale Young Democrats , 1962 - 63 ; treasurer , 1962 - 63 ; Conn. Intercollegiate State Legislature , 1962 - 65, treasurer , 1963 - 64 ; Yale Young Republicans , 1965 - 66 ; Freshman hockey ( numerals ) ; J. V. hockey , 1963 - 66 ; J. V. lacrosse , 1966 ; Varsity soccer , 1963 - 65 (major " Y ", 1965 ). Roommates : H. H. Bundy III , D. P. Barbiero. Future study : law. Address: Indian Hill Road, Groton, Mass. Read more at link about the "No Kerry Club" created in response to his debacle as chair of the Liberal Party as well. |
| Posted by:Dar |
| #6 you know, theres a name for guys who were in country for 4 months, get 4 medals, bronze and silver stars, purple hearts, and yet, manage not to limp or flinch much when the screen door slams. and its not "hero". |
| Posted by: Frank Martin 2004-3-7 10:54:41 PM |
| #5 JDB - Ha! No second chances, bro! Don't even think about letting your cursor stray near that button until yer ready! Once clicked, you're hosed - the data is all packeted up and flying throught the routers to RB! Skeery is a trip. I listened to a LOT of his blather on Fox during the day, today, and was amazed by his gall and cheek and simplistic, yet nuanced (heh), views. A true hair-splitter. He is obviously one of those remarkably naive people who has become so accustomed to himself that he assumes no one else can smell him, either... |
| Posted by: .com 2004-3-7 10:12:44 PM |
| #4 Damn. I thought I stopped the 'publish' before the 'cancel' to edit. Not quite Yale material, I guess. |
| Posted by: JDB 2004-3-7 9:40:47 PM |
| #3 Is this guy like "The Return of Martin Guerre"? ("Sommersby" for you Jodie Foster fans?) A soccer playing, hockey playing wealthy guy goes off to 'Nam, conducts himself heroically but THEN the man who returns is not the same guy but an imposter who is a weasely, back stabbing, paranoid, anti-American dictator lover! What happened to the real John Kerry? Do the Dems have him drugged and in solitary while the imposter shacks up with the money bags behind International ANSWER? It's the Manchurian Candidate, people! |
| Posted by: JDB 2004-3-7 9:37:47 PM |
| #2 Is this guy like "The Return of Martin Guerre"? ("Sommersby" for you Jodie Foster fans?) A soccer playing, hockey playing wealthy guy goes off to 'Nam, conducts himself heroically but THEN the man who returns is not the same guy but an imposter who is a weasely, back stabbing, paranoid, anti-American dictator lover! What happened to the real John Kerry? Do the Dems have him drugged and in solitary while the imposter shacks up with the money bags behind International ANSWER? It's the Manchurian Candidaten people! |
| Posted by: JDB 2004-3-7 9:36:03 PM |
| #1 This will come as a shock to you all, but Maureen Dowd is now officially a woman in love (with Kerry, that is.) An excerpt from her journalistic, uh, romantic gesture is (from today's NYT): " It's not often that you get a presidential candidate to recite poetry to you, especially in a year when W. and J.F.K. are going macho a macho. But there was Mr. Kerry flying from Boston to New Orleans on Friday, sipping tea for his hoarse throat and reeling off T. S. Eliot's "Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock." "There are so many great lines in it," he said. " `Do I dare to eat a peach?' `Should I wear my trousers rolled?' `Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets/The muttering retreats/Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels/And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells." Then he started on "Gunga Din" and " `talk o' gin and beer.' " When I gave George W. Bush a culture quiz in 2000, he gamely struggled to come up with one answer in each category, calling baseball his favorite "cultural experience."" Gag me with a spoon, dahling. |
| Posted by: Matt 2004-3-7 4:46:21 PM |