Daily World Buzz: Twitter JFK and now lives in the digital archive network

Friday, January 14, 2011

Twitter JFK and now lives in the digital archive network

There is a message to us from beyond the grave, a "tweet" from the shadows of myth, sent by an American president killed forty years ago and now writes. Ted passed away six months ago, the last "real" Kennedy, born instead in the technological miracle of digitization, the more "real" of them, John Fitzgerald, who lives, moves, speaks, or even send us your "tweet" , his text messages directly from the past, through his daughter Caroline, a sort of technological medium to communicate with the dead.

It 'was the Kennedy Library, the mausoleum of Cambridge, Mass., that collects all the documents, memories, audio and video of the life of a president who became immortal in death, to digitize and make available online so far eight of the forty-eight million Pages that guards and all 200 hours of video recorders.

With the addition of found, between mournful and affectionate, the "tweets" imagined that he, JFK, send a thousand days of his presidency to describe live events and the feelings of his own short adventure. "November 9, 1960 - writes in the hours following his election victory - my wife and I prepare for a new government and a new baby." That child was John-John was born on November 25th and then sank 39 years with his private plane in the waters off the family home in Hyannisport.

It had to be married Caroline Schlossberg, the sister of John-John, the eldest child of JFK and Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy Onassis, to be godfather to this immense project overflow in the web of his father's memoirs, and especially to that "gimmick" found that, to talk about Twitter's father from beyond.

Caroline, the eldest, the most silent and discreet of the second and third generation, has long been the undisputed vestal of the temple of memory, the one who more than any other food and wants to keep alive the flame of the tragic saga of the Kennedys. " And this has always rejected the idea of entering politics, in the meat grinder where dreams, legends and memories are smoothies.

"I'm leaving to Hyannisport, where the counting will follow election on TV," writes the ghost of JFK at 11:17 dell''8 November. E 'understandably nervous: "While waiting, the first results at 7:30 pm. The sequence of text messaging wants to match the timing of the Bureau of the Thousand Days and 20 January, the inauguration day, will begin to communicate the experience of Kennedy's role in government, through the illusion of his "tweets" not all but invented recreated through this contemporary form from notes, from the memories of staff, the agenda of the President - also available online - from his notes.

A reduction in a few words, in the form of Twitter, what we now know, or think we know, the most intense minutes of his thousand days, the anger at the Bay of Pigs fiasco, the tension in the hours of possible nuclear confrontation with Khrushchev's Russia, the uncertainties on the strategy in the Vietnam mess, anxiety and worries on the eve of the trip to Dallas, 22 November 1963.

And Twitters of the world has already responded enthusiastically to this idea, as if he recognized the telegraph and contemporary form of the same seeds that myth that their fathers and grandfathers have cultivated and kept alive with the tools of knowledge, nostalgia and research. A Kennedy in pills for a long impatient Caroline wants to keep alive even for the generation that his father was losing his memory or for those who have never faced the trip to Boston to visit the library-museum in Cambridge, next to the University Harvard University.

For the traditionalists, who may find this form of historical documentation and irritant free, online all the Kennedy provides the original material, photos, memorable images of the three brothers on the beach of the Atlantic, the snapshots of almost dynastic marriage between Jackie Bouvier and Jack Kennedy, was named as John Fitzgerald family.

Even the "doodles" scribbles unconsciously drawn on paper during the call are visible, for psychiatrists and analysts who wish to infer elements of the personality of Jack from his tracks in thought. This, wanted by his daughter, paid for by industrial sponsors such as AT & T telecommunications or Raytheon, the giant armaments, is the latest attempt to resurrect and revitalize with the words attributed to her father who speaks from the past, the legend of King of the Castle Arthur Kennedy of Camelot, now that his latest creator, singer and magician, Ted Sorensen, the speech writer, is gone.

What is not there, no video clips, documents, reconstruction or "tweet" can give, is the answer to the question that hovers over half a century, as the mother of all conspiracies and conspiracy: Who really killed JFK? They could certainly be the victim of text messages to reveal. If he had known, would never have gone to Dallas.