Remembering Ted Kennedy

Over the next several days, we're going to read and hear a lot of gushing tributes to the "Liberal Lion" of the Senate. We will be fed a steady stream of anecdotes and stories about how Senator Kennedy "touched my life", "inspired me" and "changed us"; I can hear Chris Matthews and Keith Olbermann ovulating as I type. We will be told exactly how we are supposed to remember the senior senator from Massachusetts. We will be bombarded with words like "champion","visionary" and "true believer". I choose to ignore the propaganda machine, and instead remember Ted Kennedy in a more truthful light; as the monster that he was.

I choose to remember the millions of unborn children who have been slaughtered because of Senator Kennedy's fanatical efforts to impose taxpayer-funded, abortion on demand upon America.

I choose to remember the millions of South Vietnamese he condemned to torture, murder, re-education camps and a miserable existence under a communist, totalitarian regime, when he voted in 1973 to cut off aid to South Vietnam (after the withdrawal of U.S. forces), thus leaving that country defenseless against the Soviet/Red Chinese-backed North.

I choose to remember the thousands of Nicaraguans who were tortured and murder by the Communist Sandinista regime - a regime Senator Kennedy helped perpetuate by voting to cut off aid to the Contras fighting to overthrow that tyrannical, Marxist regime. Hmm, are we seeing a pattern here?

Finally, I choose to remember Mary Jo Kopechne - the girl that Ted Kennedy killed on July 18, 1969. Yes, the girl that he killed. The girl with whom he planned to cheat on his wife, only to have his plans dashed when he drunkenly drove off of a bridge on Chappaquiddick. The girl whom he cowardly left to her watery grave, and who's circumstances he did not report to police for over nine hours, because he cared more for his own political career than an innocent human being's life.

That is what I choose. The king is dead - good riddance. Rest in peace, Mary Jo.