Arrr, R.F.K. Jr.’s jolly crew be a band o’ conservative wenches, ready to sail the seas of fanfare!
2025-01-28
Arrr, these scallywag parents be taughtin' their wee ones at home, mistrustin' the grub and potions from the landlubbers! They spy Kennedy as a bull in the fine china shop, ready to smash their precious porcelain dreams! Aye, what a ruckus that would be!
Arrr, gather ‘round me hearties, for a tale of parents most peculiar! These scallywags be sportin' a strange belief, favorin’ the old ways of learnin’ at home, teachin’ their wee ones ‘neath their own roofs instead o’ sendin’ ‘em off to those rickety schoolhouses. Aye, they be distrustin’ the crafty merchants o’ food and potion, thinkin' they be fillin’ their bellies with poison and their veins with dubious elixirs!Now, enter Captain Kennedy, a sight to behold, like a bull lettin’ loose in a fine china shop! Aye, the ruckus he stirs up be enough to make even the stoutest sailor clutch his pearls! With every bellowin’ step, he be scatterin’ plates and cups, causin’ chaos with nary a care for the fragile porcelain. These parents, bless ‘em, see him as a mighty threat to their careful ways, for he be a whirlwind of change in a world they have crafted with tender hands.
In their eyes, it be clear as the brightest star on a pitch-black night: Kennedy be a harbinger o’ trouble, an unwelcome gale brewin’ in their calm seas. But what ho! A chuckle escapes the lips as they ponder the madness of it all—a true pirate’s life, sailin’ amidst the tempest of education and nourishment!