Sweet Caroline For Senator 12

An excerpt From the third state review, along with the image above

Princess Brat, Caroline Kennedy wants to be Senator her steady's paper reported last week. Her steady, you understand, not her husband.
Ah, Caroline. At least Neil Diamond thought you were sweet.
Caroline Kennedy's never done a damn thing in her life to warrant her being appointed to the US Senate. Should she be elected, that's New York's problem. But let's not pretend that her life demonstrates any leadership or, for that mater, anything to be proud of.
In fact "whore" probably best describes Caroline.
We're not talking about, "Caroline sleeps around!" We're talking about the fact that the woman has no ethics and no standards. She wants the whole world to 'back off' and 'give her space' for her tragedies. But she'll be damned if she'll ever do the same for anyone else.
As the little intern Whore for The New York Daily News whose press career was going nowhere and desperate to get some sort of attention, Caroline decided to invite herself to Graceland for Elvis Presley's funeral. As the daughter of a famous president (slain while in office), she figured (rightly) that her visit would be seen as some sort of Lisa-Marie-I-lost-my-father-when-I-was-a-child-too-I-can-relate sort of thing. A "My father was a president and your father was the King" moment.
But the little s**t wasn't there for that. She was there on assignment.

Like Maria Said Paz talks about a hatchet job Caroline did on Bill Clinton a while ago for Newsweek
an excerpt:

As impeachment clouds gathered in the 90s, Caroline took to Newsweek to call out Bill Clinton for his sexual affairs. That column was greeted with rejoicing in the press (which wanted Clinton impeached and out of office, check USA Today's front page editorial on the topic if you ever doubt it) but it was shocking to anyone who knew her.
She's calling out Bill Clinton for a private matter, for a private sexual matter.
The same Caroline who will not comment publicly about her father's affairs and a pox on anyone who brings it up to her (press or aquaintence). That's private, she will insist. That's not to be spoken of.
If that's her zone of privacy, then she should certainly respect it for others. But she doesn't. She's gossipy, she's rude and she's lived a very pampered life.
As those of us who can remember her carrying on (I'm being kind) with a certain magazine publisher who was not divorced, that Newsweek column was twice as offensive. There she was, a young adult, on the arm of a married man at this theater outing or that.
That couldn't be questioned. That couldn't be commented on. Unless she was giggling about the wife. (The wife stayed in the picture long after Caroline moved on. The couple would divorce decades later.)
You might want to argue, "Well that was sexual hormones."