Say what you want about Senator John Kerry, nobody ever called him lazy. He landed in Congress and immediately rolled up his sleeves and spat on his hands. The Nicaraguan people must end up like the Cuban and Vietnamese! Toward this end the man was tireless. The vision inspired him to such a staggering work load, energized him to such a frantic pace, and propelled him to such legislative feats, that his colleagues -- even the pinkest -- gaped in envy and awe.
Back in the mid 80’s Nicaragua was the pinkos' latest City on a Hill, Daniel Ortega their latest Sir Galahad/Robin Hood. Many of Kerry’s Democratic congressional colleagues were content to flutter their eyelashes at the Communist cutthroat and pedophile from afar. Others, including Democratic majority leader Jim Wright, courted him with a perfumed love letter. Kerry naturally signed it.
“Dear Comandante,” the love letter began, “We want to commend you and the members of your government for taking steps to open up the political process in your country. The Nicaraguan people have not had the opportunity to participate in a genuinely free election for over 50 years. We support your decision to schedule elections this year, to reduce press censorship, and to allow greater freedom of assembly for political parties.”
In fact Nicaragua was then being Stalinized, with Fidel Castro’s help: wholsesale theft of private property, murder, exile and mass-jailings of anti-Communists opponents. This process had John Kerry in such a rapt and giddy condition that he apparently found The Democratic majority leader’s love note insufficiently adulatory. He yearned for a more intimate approach. So mere weeks after entering office in 1985 he set off for Managua with fellow freshman Tom Harkin of Iowa for a chummy face to face session with the Communist pedophile and Castro-proxy.