August 28, 2009

Richard Eskow: Ted Kennedy—through Allen Ginsberg's Eyes

This, sent to us by friend, Tricycle contributor and Huffington Post blogger Richard Eskow:

I didn’t write or talk much about the death of Ted Kennedy (Sen. Bodhisattva, D-MA) for a couple of days. I didn’t even watch any TV coverage. When I finally did watch the testimonials, I remembered seeing Allen Ginsberg on the Tonight Show many years ago. It was either in early 1969—before Chappaquiddick—or a couple of years after that incident, when Ted Kennedy was once again being discussed as a Presidential contender.

Johnny Carson asked Allen what he thought of Ted. He clearly thought that the grubby beatnik/hippie sitting before him would go on a tirade about rich suit-and-tie wearing squares and their bummer/ego/death trips and bringdown wars, or words to that effect. While I don’t remember the exact words of Ginsberg’s reply, the gist of it was: Well, sure, he’s part of the system as it currently exists, and yeah, he’s working within a mindset that needs to change, but he kinda represents hope and inspiration, and he’s really trying to help people, so I sorta love him.

I sorta love him. The comment was striking, both for its casual delivery and the openhearted generosity of the sentiment. Carson’s eyebrows went up in surprise and the conversation went on to something else. To my fourteen- or sixteen- or seventeen-year- old self it was a revelation. The false polarity between the world of “straight” engagement and the world of “hipster” art and literature had been stripped away, negated by a simple declaration of love.

Ted Kennedy was a Catholic, not a Buddhist, but the remainder of his life reads like a Bodhisattvic exercise. His brothers flashed across the national stage like shooting stars, brief and brilliant. Teddy’s was a slower fire, like the hearth around which a family could gather. He was the one who stayed behind to do the hard work. The dilettante younger brother, the drinker and partier from whom little was expected and less was delivered, the guy who cheated on his exams at Harvard because he couldn’t be bothered to study … he was the brother who spent five decades poring tirelessly over endless pages of legislation and policy briefings. He stayed behind to take care of everyone’s children, to fight for the powerless, to do what needed to be done on a daily basis.

His personal struggles were well-known. “He fought his demons,” people said, using a slang phrase that might have come straight from Tibetan symbolism. He was forced to expose his human weaknesses in a public way, a way that his brothers did not. Yet he kept the vow. He stayed behind. He relished the prosaic tasks of human existence. Chop wood, carry water—pass legislation.

He carried on the essential work of the human spirit. We sorta loved him.

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Cynthia's picture

I sorta' love you for saying what I could not. May Ted continue in peace & wellbing!

Kim Sanders's picture

Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful. I sorta loved him too.

John Owens's picture

Thanks Richard, for the great eulogy.

I sort of loved it.

tschick's picture

Richard Eskow's eulogy here is sweet, and helps me make sense of all the years of following Senator Kennedy's life in the media. Thanks.