When JFK tapped his brother to be Attorney General, most saw it as a sinecure. Bobby was thirty-five. His legal experience was limited to a year at Justice and a few years as Chief Council to the Senate’s “Rackets” Committee, investigating such organized crime figures as David Beck and Jimmy Hoffa. It was a brash move, but JFK needed someone he could trust. He had narrowly defeated Richard Nixon in the election and Nixon loyalists were everywhere: generals and key figures in the intelligence community with a stake in preserving the Cold War, gangsters employed by Nixon while orchestrating political assassinations as Dwight Eisenhower’s vice president―a tradition carried on by successive Republican V.P.’s―mobsters in business and organized labor resolute on retaining their toehold in commerce and stranglehold on the American worker, industrialists with a stake in expanding their military contracts, Texas oil men with links to foreign nationalists, right-wing extremists hell-bent on destabilizing the nation, and Americans who saw in Nixon’s red-baiting imperative a sanctuary from the fear he created.
But Bobby rose to the occasion. And in this America of 1960, an America steeped in racism and powerful special interests, with a shadow government whose barbarous methods had been demonstrated in places like Iran and Guatemala, John and Bobby used their collective power to change the status quo.
Predictably, Bobby used his office to target many of the same people he had before. “If we do not,” he said in his days at Justice. “on a national scale, attack organized criminals with weapons and techniques as effective as their own, they will destroy us.” And he was right. Syndicates in America posed a virulent threat to our democracy and needed to be stopped. But organized crime had grown so powerful by that time―with the help of J. Edgar Hoover―and had forged so many ties with government officials that it was virtually impossible to stop them. Organized criminals held the key to America’s dirtiest secrets, and with them, the compromised careers of our public servants.
So, it was perhaps apropos, given the fact that J. Edgar Hoover obstructed any effort to prosecute his criminal associates, that Bobby broadened his focus to include those issues over which he might ply more substantive influence, most notably integration. And in that arena, there was plenty to do. By 1960, blacks in the South, exasperated at what they saw as reluctance on the part of the federal government to enforce existing integration law, took matters into their own hands. Four blacks in North Carolina staged a sit-in at a lunch counter reserved for whites, inciting similar acts of defiance. “Freedom Riders” rode buses throughout the South, exposing the institutionalized hatred that met them at every station. James Meredith defied the State of Mississippi and enrolled in the state university, sparking widespread violence and prompting JFK to send in federal troops.
But it was Bobby who really defined JFK’s commitment to civil rights. “We will not stand by or be aloof,” he said. “We will move.” And, in a similar comment on those who maligned the cause of integration: “What is objectionable, what is dangerous, about extremists is not that they are intolerant. The evil is not what they say about their cause, but what they say about their opponents.” In hindsight he might have changed that phrase to ”what they do about their opponents," given the fact his assassination, and the assassinations of JFK, Dr. Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, and others could hardly be seen as random (the LAPD took twenty years to release their report on the RFK assassination, despite persistent requests. When they did, photos were missing, evidence discarded, key suspects were never interviewed, including a couple seen fleeing the Mayflower Hotel shouting, “We shot him! We shot him!”) The threat of stigma cannot dissuade the inference that powerful forces were at work to silence our leftist leaders.
Yet it was a measure of his character that Bobby Kennedy risked his life and favor with entrenched special interests to serve a greater good. And it was that willingness to fight for the little guy, to stand firm in the face of bigotry, violence, exploitation, and political expediency that fueled his lasting legacy--a legacy made all the more poignant by the schemes of our current administration.
And as we look back today, thirty-eight years after his death, at a time when calls for our withdrawal overseas seem almost anachronistic, it’s tempting to temper our image of Bobby Kennedy with sentimentality. But if we do, we miss the passion that captivated our imagination in the first place. Bobby was nothing if not a fighter. His was a true liberalism, battle-born yet founded on a respect for human dignity. And his life embraced the wisdom of that oft-forgotten adage: Liberties are never granted. They’re taken.
Andrea Hackett is an freelance journalist, founder of the Las Vegas Dancers Alliance in Nevada, and editor of the Populist Review. She may be contacted at andreahackett@cox.net


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