Here's a great post over at the Free Republic, offering photos of everyman John Kerry's domestic domiciles. Homes abroad are unknown, according to the post, because the Senator has refused to disclose his ownership of overseas accomodations.
I don't begrudge the man for his ability to become betrothed to an incredibly wealthy condiment heiress. After all, this is America, where every person has the opportunity to work hard, ply their trade, and one day marry the widow of their multimillionaire political adversary, even if it means divorcing your slightly-less multimillionaire first wife and mother of your children in the process. Just please don't paint yourself as the poster boy for class warfare in the process. As Randy Jackson stated it so well, "It just di-int ride with me, dawg. You were all over the place. Pitchy. Awwight?!?"
Oh, and amidst the comments of this excellent post was the heart-warming photo of two people who obviously are so much in love they cannot hide their affection. One endearing moment is captured for the sake of posterity: