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One event transcended all others last week and that was the death Thursday of Senator Edward Kennedy. The so-called Kennedy dynasty lost it's last living member, something not lost on America's editorial cartoonists...









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Anonymous said…
I like the one of the brothers playin' catch. Mom as glued to the telly to the end!
Unknown said…
I choked on my coffee on the "left wing" one.. hilarious
Anonymous said…
Left winged angel? Now that is a hoot!

LMBO!
nonamedufus said…
subtorp77: Say what you will about the Kennedy "dynasty" - and there are a variety of opinions - but when I think of the 3 Kennedy brothers I think of how they eptitomize tragedy.

dizzblnd: Yeah that was a good one.

Quirks: I wonder if heaven's where he ended up?
With all the media focus on Ted Kennedy, I have to admit I've watched as little as possible. But for those who have been keeping track, has anyone mentioned the death of Mary Jo Kopechne at Chappaquiddick? You know...where he ran the car off the bridge into the water, saved himself, went home, and failed to report the incident until her body was found the next day?

I'm just wondering.
nonamedufus said…
Frank: And for years after it sent shivers up partygoers spines when someone said "Need a lift?"
Donnie said…
I'm glad he's gone, and that ain't funny! Good cartoons though...
nonamedufus said…
Don: Why's that Don? You a Republican?
Anonymous said…
noname, tradgey shmadgedy! As much as I'm an Independent I still followed their accomplishments, wot?
Anonymous said…
I watched his burial ceremony. Apparently a water break delayed the burial for two hours. Hence, it was conducted in the dark. Pitch dark. The TV camera had nowhere to focus except to pan to distant scenes and the lightning from an incoming storm.

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