I was a celebrity-obsessed 15 year old with unlimited dial-up internet access and a weekly magazine budget when JFK Jr. died.

And, this is not to say that John John wasn’t handsome, or that his eyebrows weren’t thick, or that his chest wasn’t big, hairy, sexy and broad. But, if one scrolls the internet, they’ll see an internet full of people confusing his safe (and generally stunted style)…