I know much of the alt media is suspicious of Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. But then they are suspicious about literally everyone in the public eye. I get accused of having blinders on when talking about the Kennedys. I admit to being a lifelong fanboy. But no one can deny that they are treated differently from any other elite family.
As Joe Kennedy, Sr. found out, accumulating great wealth doesn’t necessarily earn you a key to the executive washroom. The Kennedys, as nineteenth century Irish immigrants, were considered “new money” by the One Percent of the 1920s era. It didn’t matter if Joe Kennedy had more money than some of them. They weren’t “old money,” and apparently there’s a difference. So despite becoming the nation’s youngest bank president, Kennedy never fit in with the upper crust. He also had a habit of speaking his mind in private. He was opposed to war philosophically, starting with World War I. That isn’t going to make you any friends in high places. He became a part of the America First movement in the 1930s, and issued that timeless statement about wanting to hear a rationale from any parent for their son being sent to risk his life in a foreign conflict. It’s one of the simplest, and best antiwar comments ever.
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Joe Kennedy was fully invested in the lives of his children, especially his two oldest sons, Joe Jr. and Jack. He let them know his views on war, and banking. He was one of the first critics of the Federal Reserve. And he talked a lot about Jewish power, in the entertainment world (Joe Kennedy owned a small film studio) and politics. There is no question that his sons adored him, and absorbed these lessons well. Joe Jr. became the first Kennedy to die unnaturally, when he volunteered for what was in effect a suicide mission, to bomb a German site that had already been abandoned. If you’re wondering why the U.S. military would want to bomb an abandoned site, especially with the son of Joe Kennedy on board, then you’re not court historian material. When Joe Jr. was predictably killed, his father was crushed, to such an extent that he would later almost get into a fistfight in the White House with Harry Truman over the subject.
To add to Joe Kennedy’s misery, his daughter Kathleen, or “Kick” as she was known to the family, was killed in another plane crash after the war. If that was the extent of the heartbreak Old Joe endured, it would still be pretty intense. And statistically nearly impossible, to say the least. Two children killed in two separate plane crashes? And then, of course, he would lose two more sons, Jack and Bobby, to separate murders. So, four unnatural and disparate events, taking the lives of his children. As a father, I can’t imagine the grief he must have endured. Joe had a debilitating stroke, just coincidentally at the start of Jack’s presidential administration, so he was left a speechless observer of what happened during the last decade of his life. Son Teddy, who had already survived yet a third separate plane crash involving his children, being involved in death of Mary Jo Kopechne at Chappaquiddick, for example.
After RFK’s 1968 assassination, his children literally were left rudderless. Joe Kennedy II, Bobby Jr., David, and Michael were all particularly impacted. Joe II was driving a vehicle which was involved in a crash that resulted in a girl being paralyzed. RFK, Jr. turned to drugs, eventually becoming a heroin addict. Brother David dove even deeper into drugs, and became yet another unnatural death, from an overdose in 1984. Michael would die perhaps most unnaturally of all, when he struck a tree while skiing on New Year’s Eve, 1997. He was an expert skier. But he was a Kennedy. The mantra was already being promulgated, about how “reckless” the Kennedys were. This serves to distract the public from the manner in which they tend to die. Then JFK, Jr. died in a plane crash that was in fact an assassination, as my research has demonstrably shown. JFK, Jr. had an obsession to expose the real killers of his father.
So into this dark historical maelstrom strode Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. Already becoming a pariah to the establishment for his research into the links between vaccines and autism, and his public proclamation that our government killed his father and his uncle, he now was squarely in their sights. Rolling Stone memory holed the article he wrote exposing vote fraud, which they had published. He was attacked relentlessly by the Democratic Party, which had once considered the Kennedys true royalty. The media ridiculed him. Stories appeared about him dumping a bear into Central Park for unknown reasons. His own daughter told a bizarre tale of him loading a dead whale on the top of their van. Despite high numbers in early polls, eventually he would drop out and endorse Donald Trump. His disloyal family became even more disloyal over this, and publicly denounced him as a hopeless “conspiracy theorist.”
Trump surprised me by actually nominating RFK, Jr. as secretary of Health and Human Services. The medical establishment became apoplectic at the prospect of a real reformer taking over HHS. A bunch of doctors and Nobel Prize winners signed a petition against him. Remember, the likes of Barack Obama and Henry Kissinger were Nobel Prize winners. These criminals love giving themselves trophies. And his family went into overdrive. Caroline Kennedy, the dim witted daughter of JFK, released a ridiculous video, where she recounted a fantastical tale of Bobby, Jr. throwing chickens and mice into a blender to feed his hawks. She also called him a “predator.” She accused him of drug use, which he has readily acknowledged, but nothing which could be construed as being a “predator.” Caroline directly blamed him for the drug use of others, inferring he was responsible for the death of his brother David.
If Caroline was bad, her totally deranged son Jack Schlossberg was worse. JFK’s only grandson has been trotted out from time to time to issue sickening mainstream rebuttals to the release of the JFK assassination files, for instance. You have to watch some of the videos produced by Schlossberg to appreciate the extent of his mental illness. He is a certifiable lunatic. Already regularly calling his much older cousin a “prick,” Schlossberg sunk to the depths of human depravity, and produced a video where he mocked RFK, Jr.’s voice, which has been effected by a genetic disorder. Remember, his great aunt, Eunice Kennedy Shriver, created the Special Olympics. Schlossberg inherited little of the Kennedy good looks, favoring a stocking hat and looking more like an escaped mental patient than the scion to one of history’s most memorable political families. You can watch the video here.
But it was the Senate confirmation hearings that brought out the real wrath against RFK, Jr. Democratic senator after senator, asking the same rehearsed questions, and launching the same inane mainstream attacks on his record and character. Each one of them the recipient of hundreds of thousands to millions of dollars from the pharmaceutical industry. These “representatives” screaming about “settled science,” and demanding that Kennedy bow the knee to the safety and efficacy of vaccines, should have turned the stomach of every voter. Yes, RFK, Jr. was far too polite. He was obviously trying his best to appease them, in order to be approved. Saying “I support vaccines” repeatedly made him look weak. And it wasn’t going to change anything. Every Democrat was going to vote against him regardless. I think enough RINOs will join in as well. They can’t have a Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. in Washington, D.C.
In what was clearly part of an orchestrated campaign, a story broke, right as RFK, Jr. was about to testify, about secret audio recordings which supposedly captured Kennedy blaming his late wife Mary Richardson for his own infidelity. Mary, by the way, became yet another unnatural death connected to the family when she was found hanged in a barn in 2012, right after she leaked her husband’s diary to the New York Post. I published explosive excerpts from RFK, Jr.’s diary in American Memory Hole, in which he accused Caroline’s husband Ed Schlossberg of being a nasty bully, and blasted the likes of Andrew Cuomo, Al Sharpton, and Jesse Jackson, among other things. I don’t know if this audio is real. If so, it became public at an extremely fortuitous time for those who wanted to stop RFK, Jr.’s nomination. Which would include the entire political establishment and state sponsored media.
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Released last July was Maureen Callahan’s new book Ask Not, which is the most vicious hit piece on the Kennedy family since Seymour Hersh’s The Dark Side of Camelot. I talked about a few of Callahan’s articles which appeared in the New York Post in American Memory Hole. She is like an anti-Kennedy pit bull. She writes like some Kennedy male spurned her. She actually had the nerve to say her book wasn’t “partisan.” She relies on every fanciful canard, all of them emanating from either the CIA or the Mafia, in her attacks on JFK, RFK, and Teddy. But she really hates RFK, Jr. She cavalierly flings around the charge that the Kennedys “sexually assaulted” women. Who was “assaulted” by them? Maybe JFK raped Marilyn Monroe in the Lincoln Bedroom? Callahan, of course, supports the official story of all the assassinations. Her book has sold extremely well and she’s been interviewed by all the usual suspects.
Recognizing the environment RFK, Jr. was raised in makes it easier to understand his sometimes eccentric behavior. His mother Ethel wasn’t affectionate, and left the children to fend for themselves, as she played tennis and was photographed smiling with various celebrities. There were not only eleven kids, but a pack of dogs and other animals, all of whom urinated and defecated in the house. Ethel literally entertained important people while dog poop was on the floor under the dining room table. Does that explain RFK, Jr.’s obsession with roadkill? And, just for the record, Ethel lost her parents and her brother in separate plane crashes. I don’t know what that means, but again it defies every known actuarial possibility. So between them, Bobby and Ethel experienced five separate plane crashes of immediate family members. If anything close to that has happened to any family in the world, I’d like to know about it.
