Someone ought to right a book....a factual book......
In the long downward slope of Sen. Edward Kennedy's private life and public career, what happened at the family's Palm Beach, Fla., retreat last month may, in retrospect, mark the point at which sorry decline turned into free-fall. During what the Senator would later call "a traditional Easter weekend," a late-night gathering involving wine and women took an exceedingly ugly turn. In the early hours of March 30, as Good Friday became Holy Saturday, Teddy and his younger son, Patrick, 23, drank with a woman they had met at a bar, while another claimed she was raped on the grounds of the Kennedy estate. After the alleged victim went to the police, authorities moved so cautiously that cynics thought they detected a cover-up; no one on the local police force, it seemed, wanted to be the first to point the finger at America's most prominent political family. For those who remembered previous Kennedy embarrassments, the Palm Beach story seemed all too familiar.