anybody here seen my old friend bobby
I had no idea there was so much footage of Robert Kennedy's assassination. I mean, I know a little about it, I'm familiar with that one picture, but...with JFK you've got the Zapruder film, grainy and distant and indistinct. With his brother...you can see him, sometimes, when the crowd around him parts. See him moving, see the blood on the floor. And I just...I had no idea.
And just after that, when they showed footage taken from the funeral train--fathers and mothers and daughters and sons and veterans, all lined up ten and twelve deep to pay their respects to a man who never even became president. It gives me chills. And also tears. Playing "Bookends" in the background didn't help any, either. Why is it that the nation can only come together in a period of mourning? And what's changed since then? I wouldn't stand along the tracks to see President Bush's funeral train pass. I'm a little disappointed in myself, that I wouldn't show him that respect, but I honestly don't feel like he's earned it. It says less-than-flattering things about both sides, I guess.
I don't think I had a point with this. You just have to wonder what would be different if Bobby hadn't left through the kitchen that night.