no mo uro writes: “1. Boston Irish, who are, on the balance and of their own volition, one of the most truly corrupt, evil, and dysfunctional ethnic enclaves in the history of the nation, and who (in a way that can only be called blasphemy and phony Roman Catholicism) worshipped the Kennedy family more than Jesus himself, and would often put up a picture of JFK up on the wall next to Mary and Jesus as a coequal in their homes (I saw this literally dozens of times there)”

Well, yah, but it’s our dysfunctional ethic enclave. And your sports teams, especially your baseball team, probably s**k. But you and I can still have a beer together, and I’ll bring my Southie union thug along.

I remember quite vividly the day young Teddie drove through my town on his first campaign. He was in, no kidding, a ’63 silver Thunderbird convertible.

Voted for him once or twice. Must have been the influence of the porcelain Jack-in-a rocking-chair next to the Jesus and Mary iconography. Or the Big Dig. But we’d vote in a Republican gentleman once in a while. I think it makes us feel virtuous.

A great man? No, an elitist a**hole who sought personal and political redemption in liberal ideology and spending other people’s money. Being a liberal, as he well knew, means never having to say you’re sorry.