synthesizes the image they wish to depict: Kennedy as the
empty vessel of his father who had his role as politician forced
on him after Joe Junior's death and who now uses sex as a release
from his own vacuity. It deserves to be quoted at length:
  The whole thing with him was pursuit. I think he was
  secretly disappointed when a woman gave in. It meant that
  the low esteem in which he held women was once again
  validated....I was one of the few he could really talk
  to....During one of these conversations I once asked him why
  he was doing it-why he was acting like his father...why he
  was taking a chance on getting caught in a scandal.... He
  took awhile to formulate an answer. Finally he shrugged and
  said, "I don't know, really, I guess I just can't help it."
  He had this sad expression on his face. He looked like a
  little boy about to cry (p. 214)

Pretty strong stuff. What else could the authors ask for but
young Jack confessing to their charge? But perhaps a little too
perfect? After contemplating the words, I thought to myself that
JFK was never this open to his girlfriends. Perhaps maybe Inga
Arvad, who he wanted to marry, but very few others. So I flipped
back to see who the source was. The footnote read "Authors'
interview with Priscilla McMillan." I then remembered that, by
this time, Priscilla had been classified by the CIA as a "witting
collaborator." I also recalled that years later, Priscilla
changed her "Platonic" relationship with JFK for the National
Enquirer. She was now saying that young Jack had actually made