Once I noticed President George W. Bush aboard Air Power One throughout his first yr in workplace, I lastly totally acquired it — why an erstwhile cutup and goofball so unusually suited to the ordeal of a presidential marketing campaign had put himself by one, shedding sleep, tempting heartache, risking humiliation. On this airborne ego journey, he had a mattress, and I don’t imply a seat that flattened into one. He had an workplace, with a desk greater than these of some earthbound executives. Aides carried papers to…
