Well, there goes the democracy.
It seems Princess Caroline, one of the most famous Ivy-league moms, is growing restless as her brood matures and her empty nest looms. What's a well-married well-connected political dabbler to do with her time now that her chauffeur is driving fewer carpool routes?
More charity work? Yeah, but that's been getting old, like she is. She's 50ish, ya know. No, she wants to move into the family business without having even run for school board. But, who cares? She's a Kennedy! It's in her genes! What more could she need to be a US Senator when our country is in two bad wars and wobbling on a financial precipice?
Besides, she can always ask her children for help if she's stumped about foreign policy or tax levies. During the primary, she turned to her kids for advice on which candidate to back. They convinced her to vote for Obambi - because those teens know cool when they see it. (Experienced? Capable? Not so much. Not so important, it appears, to our political dabbler/aspirant.) Perhaps her husband can explain the financial crisis. After all, he's an artist and many of these financial instruments were very creative.
What the hell? Wall Street and Bush's wars have flushed America down the toilet. Why shouldn't our cherished democratic ideals be next?
So, let's put the grossly unqualified Kennedy Dauphine in the Senate. It's only a weigh-station until the presidency becomes available. Then, after fruitless flirtations with the Bushes and Clintons, we can anoint the rightful heiress to the throne by acclamation, gutting the republic but restoring Camelot and fulfilling America's promise - as a mass of sentimental, ignoramuses enthralled by fairy tales, angels, legacies, simple solutions and Oprah's favorite things.
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