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Titolo: Per quelli che hanno il mito di JFK

http://www.nytimes.com/2002/11/18/opinion/18SAFI.html?todaysheadlines
Ellroy e' un ottimista.
Carlo


http://www.nytimes.com/2002/11/18/opinion/18SAFI.html?todaysheadlines
copioincollo per chi non è iscritto al nytimes
Kennedy Agonistes
By WILLIAM SAFIRE
WASHINGTON
On the eve of the 1960 Democratic convention, Senate Majority Leader
Lyndon Johnson personally called a doctor in California who had let slip
a confidence about Senator John Kennedy being treated regularly with
powerful drugs to combat Addison's disease, a painful and debilitating
ailment. The doctor was evasive.
After J.F.K. defeated L.B.J. for the nomination, a disgruntled Johnson
aide passed the tip along to the Nixon forces. I heard Bob Finch talk to
a doctor named Blood, and then to a reporter who queried the Kennedy
doctors. They brushed it off as "a mild adrenal deficiency" and asserted
that the candidate had "a better than average resistance to infection."
These blatant lies were endorsed by the candidate himself as Election
Day approached. If, as some speculate, Nixon operatives searched
doctors' offices to get the truth, they failed: voters were never told
of Kennedy's need for a corticosteroid that suppressed his immune
system.
Why, then, did Kennedy family confidant Burke Marshall — the same lawyer
who tried to cover up another Kennedy's actions at Chappaquiddick —
provide the historian Robert Dallek access to J.F.K.'s medical records,
kept secret these four decades?
As recounted in The Atlantic Monthly, the legendarily vigorous young man
in the Oval Office was often in terrible pain, taking steroids for
Addison's disease, painkillers for his back, antispasmotics for colitis,
antibiotics for urinary tract infections, as well as pills to reduce
anxiety and induce sleep — sometimes as often as eight times a day.
These medical records do not include additional drugs from Max Jacobson,
who later lost his license for prescribing amphetamines. (In 1972, Times
reporters Martin Tolchin and Dr. Lawrence Altman — pursuing a tip about
Vice President Spiro Agnew that never panned out — followed the trail
that led to the earlier supply of speed by "Dr. Feelgood" to the Kennedy
White House.)
Perhaps Marshall was able to win Ted Sorensen's reluctant assent to
release the records kept secret so long at the J.F.K. Library because
they showed heroism in the face of sustained suffering. Professor Dallek
balances the revelation of the successful lifelong medical cover- up
with "the quiet stoicism of a man struggling to endure extraordinary
pain," which should be considered in judgments about character.
What else is there in the taxpayer-subsidized Kennedy Library that might
provide students of history material that goes beyond the transcripts
and adulatory movies showing a crisp, alert president saving the world
from missiles in Cuba?
During the 70's firestorm about secret taping in the Nixon White House,
hoots of derision were aimed at Nixonites who protested lamely that
"everybody did it." I was told that the J.F.K. loyalist Dave Powers
destroyed tapes of telephone conversations on the president's private
line. Frankly, only prurient interest is served by further documentation
of indiscretions; wide coverage of that did not discourage a subsequent
president.
More significant are 100 hours of tapes — recorded secretly in the Oval
Office and Cabinet Room by history-minded J.F.K. — known to be under
lock and key. This might be supplemented or balanced by the 500-page
oral history by Jackie Kennedy, restricted from public view during her
daughter's lifetime. "The frontier of Kennedy scholarship," Professor
Dallek tells me, "is still in the archives."
Little, Brown intends to bring out his completed book, of which the
7,000 words in The Atlantic Monthly is a preview, a year from now (which
shows how little some book publishers know about news). Meanwhile, other
doctors who saw its front-page coverage in yesterday's Times are
e-mailing more data to Dallek. Hospitals where Kennedy was privately
cared for a half-century ago will be more free to add to his medical
history: the "absentee senator," as opponents labeled him, may have
preferred to be seen more as playboy than patient.
These emerging revelations display Kennedy's penchant for political
concealment and media manipulation — ameliorated by his inspiring
example of willingness to undergo great pain to succeed in wielding
great power.
But this drives home the point that candidates should not put ambition
above honesty in dealing with questions about their physical and mental
ability to serve. And they should order their doctors to tell the public
the whole truth
---
New Magic Flash
I love this fucking job. This job loves fucking me.
                -- Paul Tomblin in a.s.r.

 assioma ne passa...

By WILLIAM SAFIRE
Che JFK fosse un manuale ambulante di gravi patologie, delle quali non
parlava con giornalisti e tantomeno elettori... sarebbe questo lo
scuppone di Safire, prontamente riportato dal felino nostrano
Zuccopycat? Cioè, c'è ancora qualcuno che non lo sapeva? Mi sfugge
qualcosa?
Isa
-- 
Secondo. Pensavo: ma il fatto che tra fanculer ci apprezziamo così
tanto, sarà mica anche perché non ci conosciamo abbastanza?
(Vecchio fancooler, dicembre 2000)

 Cioè, c'è ancora qualcuno che non lo sapeva? 
quel rincojonito di trobia, exempli gratia.
	-p-

Sto giusto leggendo American Tabloid.
C A P O L A V O R O!!!
L'introduzione andrebbe fatta studiare al liceo.
MMAX


Quelle dorate son piu' buone, lo so...
Carlo

 qualcosa?
Isa, che mi dici della presunta bisessualita' di Scirak?
Carlo

 quel rincojonito di trobia, exempli gratia.
Ao', io sapevo che era drogato e frocio, malato no!
Carlo

MMAX wrote:

Anche il resto, anche il resto.
Carlo

 Sto giusto leggendo American Tabloid.
Buon ultimo.
Carlo

Isa, che mi dici della presunta bisessualita' di Scirak?
Non t'azzardare. Il mio Jacques non farebbe mai quelle cose coi
maschi.


 Quelle dorate son piu' buone, lo so...
quelle azzurre, quelle azzurre!

 quelle azzurre, quelle azzurre!
Rossa. Prendi la pillola rossa e sali sul pero.
-- 
. Simone Caldana: Pear Minister of Foreign Affairs     .
. Aiming to become a vi mug - currently jumping around .
. 
sim...@caldana.org
 
http://simone.caldana.org
 .

 [...] sali sul pero.
e sali sul pero, e scendi dal pero, e sali, e scendi, figa!  dessi
retta avrei il fisico di una mannequin

 Solo coi transalpini
	-p-

Solo coi trans.
Cosa ne vorrai sapere tu, che a palazzo non ti farebbe neanche
entrare, figurati provare a sedurti.


 maschi.
La figlia invece dicono gran pompinara. Si sa niente?
Carlo
              P.S.E' che son rimasto indietro, qui nel MFE!

 Rotfl: vergognati.
100 punti. Ma era troppo facile :)
Carlo
-----------------------
Welcome to Tijuana, tequila sexo et marijuana

La figlia invece dicono gran pompinara. Si sa niente?
Non faccio benchmarking.


Isa
codesta č graziosa
O

 retta avrei il fisico di una mannequin
ma la faccia rimarrebbe la stessa...
pensate al mix...
vendesi antiemetici.


retta avrei il fisico di una mannequin
E invece hai quello de trastevere.
-- 
manuel 'fmf' ferrero
"Don't dream it. Be it."
            -- Dr. Frank'n'further

 quelle azzurre, quelle azzurre!
welcome to the real world, boffi.
(ebbene sì, il pero è un programma di simulazione della realtà)

 Qualcuno spieghi alla dolce Isa il concetto di specchietto.
Isa, e' quella cosa nella quale vedi una donna bellissima quando ci 
guardi dentro.


 guardi dentro.
presto, una dose di insulina al 24!
-- 
B. [ ICQ 13249673 ]
"Orwell was an optimist"
  Kibo

 Wake up, servodellagleba.
tu sei un animo semplice.


 presto, una dose di insulina al 24!
troppo tardi! lo stiamo perdendo!
	-p-

troppo tardi! lo stiamo perdendo!
Maschio, bianco, 26 anni.


 Maschio, bianco, 26 anni.
segni vitali assenti da anni, tranne alcuni sprazzi di vomito.


scusate, ma di chi state parlando?


 Iar.
it.arti.rutti?
bye bye
  sTeVe

 Iar.
it.arti.rocambolesche?
(di chi, non di che)


Iar.
aka it.arti.rosicare

scusate, ma di chi state parlando?
chiamate neurologia per un consulto, PRESTO!

 segni vitali assenti da anni, tranne alcuni sprazzi di vomito.
ma cos'e' quella roba che gli spunta dal culo?
un ciuffo di ananasso?
	-p-

guardi dentro.
aiut ... mi sto strozzando dal rid ...
---
New Magic Flash
I love this fucking job. This job loves fucking me.
                -- Paul Tomblin in a.s.r.

un ciuffo di ananasso?
graziosamente legato a mo di codino, però

 Non faccio benchmarking.
Gossiping si', pero'. Eddai!
Carlo

 guardi dentro.
ROTFL
D.


Uno specchietto e' un calendario dell'Arcuri?
Carlo

 Rossa. Prendi la pillola rossa e sali sul pero.
RIROTFL
D.