Jacqueline Onassis might be America’s first queen. She was definitely the first First Lady to have a public reverence which was equal to and if not greater than the President. Maybe that’s a stretch, but I can remember how respectful the media had been with her during my awareness.
She was beautiful and dutiful. Now we are about to read a memoir from her which puts some of her most intimate thoughts and maybe some of the thoughts that she should have kept more intimate into the public record. She was privy to information that we can only politely call ‘sensitive’. It’s funny and sad what becomes public after someone’s death but even America’s Camelot was still just ultimately a fantasy fairytale.
I’m sorry to learn that MLK’s dalliances were dinner table discussions amongst the Kennedy clan, especially since JFK was getting it in with equal aplomb. It’s obvious now why she became such a fiercely private person after the assassination of the President. Once her world was rocked with the truth about her husband she realized she was not immune to the disease that is power and politricks.
