Sheldon Whitehouse’s white house fiasco is positively Kerry-like
Has anyone ever seen Sheldon Whitehouse and John Forbes Kerry in the same room, or at the same yacht club?
They are two peas in a pod — St. Paul’s School, Yale, Yankee bloodlines back to the Mayflower, living large on trust funds, never touching the principal, a pair of insufferably smug Democrat hypocrites.
Whitehouse is the senator from the Ida Lewis Yacht Club and the Spouting Rock Beach Association in Newport.
He’s been in the news this week after it was revealed (again) that his two go-to places to sneer at the hoi polloi are a lot less diverse than either the Proud Boys or the Oath Keepers, among many other groups.
Sen. Whitehouse was leaving one of his melanin-challenged clubs last weekend when he was approached by a reporter who asked him why, given his preening wokeness in all matters, he was hanging out at what amounts to a shorefront klavern.
A flummoxed Whitehouse immediately confessed: “I think the people who are running the place are still working on that and I’m sorry it hasn’t happened yet.”
So he admitted it. But then he flip-flopped.
First, Whitehouse claimed the club did have a certain amount of, uh, diversity, even though he’d already copped to exactly the opposite, not to mention that the club itself couldn’t cite any of its alleged diversity.
Then Little Boy Blue harrumphed that what these clubs used to call “gentlemen’s agreements” were really none of his concern because “I have no membership to resign, nor will I ask my wife or any other family members to do so.”
How Kerry-like is that? Remember when Liveshot was running for president in 2004?
Kerry was spouting the usual Democrat pap about global whatever when it was discovered that his five mansions all included at least one gas-guzzling SUV.
Kerry’s lame-o defense: I don’t own those SUV’s, they’re owned by my second wife’s first husband’s trust fund.
Still Whitehouse couldn’t deny his lifelong affiliation with the Ida Lewis Yacht Club, which is whiter than Casper the Friendly Ghost falling into a tub of Elmer’s Glue.
“It does lack diversity,” he said in a breathtaking understatement. “Failing to address the sailing club’s lack of diversity is squarely on me, and something for which I am sorry. I commit to working with the club and the community to build a more inclusive membership …”
That’s going to be tough, senator. If you go to the club website, on the home page those who are not in the Social Register are brusquely informed that membership is “by invitation only.”
If all you Papists and assorted other riff raff can’t take the hint, underneath there’s more: “We are not currently accepting applications for membership.”
Can someone say ‘white supremacy’?
If a Republican belonged to this club, the alt-left media would be denouncing it as the Aryan Nation Navy.
The yacht club’s home page also includes a group shot of the membership. The photo appears to have been taken at the club’s annual Thurston Howell III impersonator contest.
Continuing the Gilligan’s Island theme, there’s another picture of the club’s living “commodores” — all sporting their best Skipper yachting caps.
The list of commodores, by the way, includes one “Sheldon Whitehouse,” from 1937-40.
When John Kerry was trying to evade the Massachusetts excise tax on his new $7 million yacht from New Zealand after he lost the presidential election, he docked his latest toy from Lovey in … Newport.
It’s always been an unsolved mystery exactly where the haughty John Kerry moored it. Now not so much.
The ironies abound here. Whitehouse says he wouldn’t dream of telling his own equally blue-blooded wife to quit their “elite” club. That’s rich — this is the same guy who has seriously proposed using the federal RICO statute to destroy anyone who doesn’t share his superstitions about global cooling, er warming, er climate change.
Whitehouse is also the same guy who interrogated Brett Kavanaugh in 2018 over the fact that “boofing” — farting — was mentioned in the future Supreme Court justice’s high school yearbook.
I’m sure the fact that Kavanaugh went to a Catholic high school had absolutely nothing to do with Whitehouse’s seething contempt for him.
Odd too that Whitehouse would worry about anything untoward happening in a private high school, considering the well-documented perversion at his own alma mater, St. Paul’s School in Concord, New Hampshire.
St. Paul’s is one of those schools where almost everybody is named either “Sandy” (for Alexander) or “Trip” (because you’re “the Third”).
St. Paul’s motto is, “Tennis, anyone?”
A few years back, St. Paul’s issued its own damning report on how it was basically run for decades on the same principles that Winston Churchill said guided the British Navy — rum, sodomy and the lash.
One of the “masters” was Gerry Studds, the future Democrat Congressman from Massachusetts. After being fired from St. Paul’s, Studds would later be censured by the House on a 410-3 vote for sodomizing a teenage congressional page.
According to St. Paul’s and a lawsuit filed by some of his many victims, Studds was “totally predatory” and used to hold “dorm meetings in the nude with ‘all of the boys’ also nude in his on-campus apartment.”
Kinda puts Kavanaugh’s “boofing” into perspective, doesn’t it, Sen. Whitehouse?
Whitehouse is merely the latest in a long line of clueless Brahmins in Rhode Island politics.
There was Sen. Claiborne Pell. His nickname was “Stillborn.”
In 2006, Whitehouse defeated another fop’s fop, Sen. Lincoln Chafee. Like Bill Weld, Chafee has through the years been a Republican, an independent, a Democrat and most recently a Libertarian.
Chafee ran for president in 2016 on the ever popular let’s-go-metric! platform.
It’s great to be a trust-funded Yankee who went to St. Paul’s and Yale, and it’s likewise great to be a Democrat. And it’s best of all if you can be all of the above.