A compilation of JFK's humor, in his honor on this sad anniversary of his assassination.
He was a deeply flawed man, like the rest of us, and did some sordid things in his personal life, but he was undeniably charming and brought a public warmth and gentility to the presidency that has only been equaled since by Reagan. In his public life as president he was a decent man. His policies were what we would today call neoconservative-- he strengthened the military, was a passionate anti-communist, and professed supply-side economics and cut taxes. The speech he was carrying in his jacket pocket when he was assassinated was a call for corporate and personal tax cuts. In fact, his Republican bonafides were lacking in only one major aspect: he was luke-warm at best on civil rights, which of course has always been a prime Republican cause. It seems that he was coming around to the Republican view on civil rights in the year before his death.
In a president, we could have done, and have done, much worse than JFK.
It's worth reflecting that in 2013 we now have a president who began his political career in the living room of a man and woman whose far-left politics and proclivity for violence are hardly distinguishable from the politics and violence of the sniper in the sixth floor window on that day in Dallas. Our current president's leftist friend and original campaign bundler even wrote a book extolling political violence and dedicated the book to the murderer of JFK's brother. Our current president moves quite comfortably in the social circle of JFK's and RFK's assassins.
My, how America has changed.
JFK was cut down on that horrible day 50 years ago. I was eight years old, and I remember the day well. A kid on a bicycle was shouting "somebody killed the president" as I left school to walk home. My father picked me up in our car, and he was very upset. We watched the coverage on our TV (an old black-and-white set with rabbit ears) all weekend. My mom was so stunned she found it difficult to say anything at all. It was the first time I ever saw my dad cry.
For years afterward my father would tear up even at the mention of President Kennedy's name. JFK was revered in our house.
He was a seriously imperfect man, but he had a place in our hearts, and even his political opponents had more than a bit of fondness for him. His death was a tragedy from which our nation has still not recovered.
On this terrible anniversary, say a prayer for President Kennedy and for his family and for our grieving nation. May God bless him.