WEALTH, PRIVILEGE, POWER
“It is a marked feature of John F. Kennedy’s early adult years that at certain key junctures, family connections got him to places he otherwise would never have reached.”
There is a lot in here, most of it really interesting and well-researched. Starting away back in the mid-1800s in famine riddled Ireland, and the first of the Kennedys heading out to Boston to start a new life. We also learn of how the realities of the American dream for many consisted of being shamed, ridiculed or beaten up for being poor and in some cases the poorest and neediest were deported back to the UK, destroying the romanticised myth of America embracing everyone who came to its shores.
We also see that many of the so called elite in Boston and beyond in New England who were looking down on the Kenndeys and other people with Irish ancestry, although making a point to assert their independence from the Brits, but all they appear to have done was set up their own snobby, racist, ignorant and pretentious version of what they claimed to distance themselves from back in the UK…minus the royalty of course…
It’s no wonder that Boston was often regarded as the Dublin of the US, in 1847 alone, 37’000 Irish came ashore, and others arrived overland from Canada, and by the 1850s Irish born Catholics made up a quarter of Boston, and then later as much as one third of the population had Irish blood in them.
After learning of the origins of Honey Fitz and his political career, we learn about Kennedy’s incredibly intelligent mother, and his Harvard graduate father, (a mediocre student by all accounts, never any As and mostly Cs), but showed how connections and determination can go a lot further than good grades. His dad enriched himself to the tune of millions largely through insider trading (legal at the time but still frowned upon). In 1935 his wealth was estimated at around $180 million ($3.6 billion in 2020). His father in spite of lying publicly about it had serious political ambitious, which is why he buttered up FDR and even bankrolled a fawning book on him, “I’m For Roosevelt” but also brought in $150,000 for his campaign, including $25,000 of his own money in a bid to try and gain some political and personal advantage from Roosevelt. All he got for his servitude was a series of second tier positions, including his final post in London as the Ambassador, which lasted only around 18 months.
JFK himself was a very sickly child, almost dying at two years old from Scarlet fever, which led to chronic, life-long issues for him. He would go onto be given his last rites a few more times, and was plagued with sometimes crippling pain and long stays in hospital or bed ridden at home for most of his life.
Kennedy completed his thesis at Harvard with the help of no less than five stenographers. The absurd scenario which saw his dad lobbying to get his son into a combat role, in spite of his son clearly not being anywhere near fit enough for such a position, but of course, such trifling things like the rules don’t apply for people like the Kennedys', that’s for other suckers. Even if daddy couldn’t pull the strings, daddy’s pals could and as ever Kennedy got what he wanted.
There are many interesting asides in here, like apparently in 1939 the US army with only 190,000 men, ranked 17th in the world in size (behind Romania). Hence the reason why Roosevelt embarked upon a massive arms build-up spending $12 billion on the military after Hitler began to advance throughout Europe. JFK’s older brother made a great point about him managing to lose a ship during WWII and yet still come away and be regarded as the hero, though to be fair he did directly go and save the life of one of his men, though that was also part of his job.
When Kennedy eventually did go into politics, again the odds were so heavily stacked in his favour on all fronts that it was almost harder for him to fail, his dad could throw unlimited money at his campaigns, as well as call in various favours at various steps of the way. We also get a deep and telling insight into the cynicism, deception and manipulation in Kennedy’s electioneering, his dad lent Boston Globe half a million dollars after they backed his son during his campaign for governor.
He wasn’t always progressive as many made out, advocating the raising of taxes to pay for the Korean War, he was good friends with Senator Joe McCarthy and repeatedly refused to speak out against him or vote against him in case it lost him votes.
“Money was the great insulator. If you don’t sort of make your bed and get your own breakfast and have a certain amount of conversation with people who are doing all sorts of ordinary simple jobs, it does rob you of a great deal of empathy. I mean, whole areas in which empathy should naturally play a part are closed to you.”
I realised that I was looking for the profound in JFK, but instead I found privilege and a playboy. In so many ways Kennedy was the boy who never really grew up, daddy paved the way, smoothed the edges and forever the wealth and power kept him at a safe distance from the real world. Even the one period he was exposed to the real world at war was as a result of his wealth and connections.
I have never bought into the myth and romance of JFK, his role as President and his subsequent assassination and the drama surrounding it has assured his place within history. Celebrity, hype and money have done much to inflate and distort an otherwise slightly above average man. Yes he was good looking and did well with the ladies, yes he had an excellent memory, but take away daddy’s money and connections and what you are ultimately left with is something altogether different.
His entitlement was possibly best expressed through his life-long exploitation of women, just like his dad he felt no reason why he shouldn’t be allowed to cheat behind anyone’s back at any time. His treatment of women was frankly beyond appalling, total disregard for anyone else apart from himself, apparently oblivious to what a marriage entails, but of course there was never any shortage of women to play the game too, all too willing to play their part for self-interest.
What this book demonstrates is how much more smoother and easily things fall into place when you come from such wealth and power and how life hands you one opportunity after another, not just privilege, but almost unimaginable wealth, privilege and power. Logevall enjoys telling us about the times when Kennedy acts like an “ordinary” person as if any time he does we should give him a pat on the back or round of applause.
You can’t choose your parents or the background you grow up in, but for all his talents, much of Kennedy’s are only above average and if you are going to make a bid to become the President of the US, we now know that almost any idiot can get away with it, as long as you have the resources, (ie money, and deep family connections to power) which is how clowns like Reagan, baby Bush and Trump got there.
This is a well-written, thoroughly researched piece of work and I got a lot out of it reading it and I really look forward to getting a hold of the follow up. But in terms of the subject matter, well that is a different story, I was immensely disappointed in how mediocre he came across, and how when you strip away all the vast wealth and phenomenally powerful connections you are actually left with a spoilt rich kid who was only ever out for himself and who never really had to grow up.