Kerry Kennedy played the Catholic card in her drugged-driving trial Tuesday, producing an actual Irish priest who testified that in the 41 years he’s known the jet-setter — from the days she lived in Virginia to the time she cracked up her Lexus SUV in Westchester — he’s never seen her on a bender.
Now, I think I’ve seen everything.
Defense lawyer William Aronwald asked the Rev. Gerard Creedon if Kerry, 54, has a reputation for being sober. “Very sober,’’ the priest shot back in a thick Irish brogue.
“I’ve never seen her drunk,’’ added Father Creedon, who enjoys all the perks of being a Kennedy family friend — “weddings, funerals, birthdays.’’ Plus, vacations with members of America’s version of a royal family.
As far as witnesses to Kerry’s character go, that was about as good as it got. Except for Kerry’s sister Rory, 45 — a documentary filmmaker whose 35 movies include one about their mother, Ethel — who called Kerry “my best friend.’’
“I believe Kerry has a stellar reputation for honesty,’’ testified Rory, who also said she’s familiar with Kerry’s globe-trotting efforts to save children and gays and political dissidents around the world.
What all this Kennedy love has to do with a misdemeanor case of driving while ability impaired by drugs takes a smarter person than me to figure out. Kerry is accused of hitting a tractor-trailer truck on the interstate on July 13, 2012, while zonked out on the sleeping pill Ambien.
She claims she made a mistake and took the drug in place of her thyroid medication.
Last up was videographer Jack Roth, whose video went from Kerry’s fabulous house, down her driveway and through the winding streets of tony Bedford to Interstate 684, the scene of the alleged crime.
A priest, a sister, and a videographer.
The privileged daughter of slain Sen. Robert F. Kennedy, niece of slain President John F. Kennedy and ex-wife of Gov. Cuomo will have to do better to prove to me that she’s not responsible for making a mess.