Fifty years ago Robert Kennedy ran for president. The campaign lasted eleven weeks from announcement to assassination.
He had an intuitive bond with children. I do also. The difference is I don't like grown ups.
She has seen the face of Jesus. And like Jesus, Robert Kennedy was murdered by a non-believing Palestinian born in Jerusalem.
In those 82 days Robert Kennedy touched more people more deeply than any presidential candidate before him and like only one, Barack Obama, since him.
And people wanted to touch him. People wanted to make physical contact with Robert Kennedy in a way I don't think even Obama matched. They reached to him, grabbed him, pulled him. I don't think there has ever been anything like it.
Children, children, would chase after his car.
All kids. No voters! Black people and children of all races had a sixth sense for him. Kids just KNEW. It is extraordinary.
Here making physical contact with a little black girl. That entire crowd is black. No white presidential candidate ever had this visceral bond with black people.
People pulled at him, tugged on him, to the point where a guy had to keep an arm around his waist to keep him from getting pulled away!
All black kids. If kids had had the right to vote, Bobby Kennedy would have been elected by acclamation!
Look at him with that little girl. And look at the other little girl under his butt. And look at the arm of the Bobby Restrainer reaching out to make sure his man isn't carried off to Lilliput!
In both of these pictures, that is love being communicated between man and child, love.
Ivan Drago keeping a hold of him.
It's like the Michelangelo painting on the Sistine Chapel of God reaching out to touch Man.
"He ain't heavy." The mother-fucker is CARRYINNGG him!
A laying on of hands.
Parting the Red Sea (of hands).
“Reach out, reach out and touch [The] One.”
Look at the face of the lady at lower right.
