While the President's house sat empty, frozen in the 1950s under plastic wrap, John Kennedy Jr. lived in a cramped room just down the Cape in a place called the Captain's House. It was a big white house from the 1800s that everyone said was haunted and looked an awful lot like the Big House. It was the summer of '83 and John had just graduated from Brown University. He asked family friend Barry Clifford, who owned a local scuba diving shop, if he could work for him. John had always liked diving more than sailing. And Clifford was as close as it got to a real-life pirate. The technical term for Clifford's work was "salvage diving," but what he was doing was searching for buried treasure underwater. John was enamored with the tall, handsome, cool explorer twelve years his senior. Clifford's mission that summer was his most ambitious yet. There'd long been rumors of a wrecked ship called the Whydah off the coast of the Cape that had gone missing after being captured by pirates centuries ago. It was just a story, though. There'd been no evidence of the boat since it went missing in April 1717. John jumped at the opportunity to leave behind the routine and safety of Hyannis Port for the chance to find the Whydah with Clifford. |
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Captain Kirk is wearing a black hoodie and jeans. In the third episode of Star Trek: Strange New Worlds Season Two, James T. Kirk trades his gold Starfleet uniform for some 21st-century threads (thanks to some time travel shenanigans), and, in doing so, becomes an everyman. As played by Paul Wesley, this version of Kirk isn't a larger-than-life hero; instead, he feels like someone you know. Or, better yet, someone you might aspire to be like. "He's a classic," Wesley tells Esquire. "I feel like Kirk would like classic clothing. He's like jeans, leather jackets, boots, hoodies, white t-shirts, black t-shirts, boom, done. I never want to wear things that will go out of style." |
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I often think about him. I wonder about what he would have worn at eight, at thirteen, at twenty. I wonder about who he would have been friends with. I wonder who he would have had a crush on. I wonder who he would have dated. I wonder who he would have taken to prom. I wonder who he would have had sex with, at what age. I wonder if he'd have done the same stuff I did — singing in choruses, acting in plays, reading endless books. I wonder if he'd have done so exceptionally well in school. I wonder if like me he'd have been so hard on himself. I wonder if I'd have been some whole other person. Especially in terms of how others might have seen me. My qualities were frequently ones others made clear were unbecoming of a little girl (talkative, assertive, funny, smart). Would more people have loved me better, if instead I'd gotten to be my actual self? All the time, figure especially back then, I felt the unfairness, the arbitrariness, of all this. I often contemplate the endless labor of having been closeted all those years, of knowing however deep down what I actually was and having to work to hide it, every endless day. |
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