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Dominick Dunne died the day after Ted Kennedy, and so his passing went all but unnoticed, coming as it did just as the American media’s week-long orgasmic frenzy of Camelotian prostrations and ululations was getting into gear. Dunne would have accepted the black jest of bad timing, albeit with regret. The Kennedy family blames him for the present woes of their cousin, Michael Skakel, currently banged up in the big house for a long-ago murder of a 15-year-old girl who had the misfortune to live next door. “Dominick Dunne,†Robert F. Kennedy Jr. told New York magazine, “is a pathetic creature.â€â€œI don’t give a f–k about what that little s–t has to say,†Dunne responded. “That f–king asshole.â€It was different once. In 1950, he had attended the wedding of Robert F. Kennedy and Ethel Skakel. Later, he was friends with Bobby’s in-law, Peter Lawford. They were six beach houses apart in Hollywood, and in those days, Kennedy-wise, Peter Lawford’s beach house was a critical location: both J.F.K. and R.F.K. used it as the equivalent of a by-the-hour hot-sheet motel for liaisons with Marilyn. A Hollywood chum of mine says that “getting to Peter Lawford’s beach house†is insider lingo for a serious A-list consummation. If Dominick Dunne never got to Peter Lawford’s beach house in quite that sense, he was there for the parties, and he knew Miss Monroe well enough to call her “Marilyn†and for her to call him “Nick.†Earlier, he had been at school with Rushton Skakel, brother of Ethel Kennedy and father of the convicted murderer. Dunne’s whole life was like that: everybody who was anybody wandered in and out of it like characters in a brilliantly plotted Big Novel. A chance encounter with someone whose cousin he’d been at school with would provide a useful contact and a telling anecdote decades later during her ex-husband’s murder trial. During the first O.J. trial—the one that made Dunne’s reputation as a high-society crime chronicler—Phil Spector regularly took him out to dinner to pump him for the latest dish, which came in useful when Phil subsequently joined the ranks of homicidal celebrities. ...
Ooops. Sounds like much of the "Kennedy Curse" was self-inflicted, and deservedly so.
