What's in a name? Ed Vulliamy writes
a love letter to Kathleen Townsend Kennedy in the Guardian (natch). Based on the blather she spouted in the interview, her handlers can't brief her enough to prevent her looking quite a few fries short of a
Happy Meal. Here she is, trying for gravitas...
On the other hand, Ed is evidently head-over-heels, which accounts for his lack of discernment.