I have come to the disturbing suspicion that we may be drifting perilously away from the Great Experiment of American history. Anger, cynicism, extremism -- and a pernicious irrelevancy -- are taking their toll on our national democratic experiment.
As long as I live, I'll never forget the night that Elena Kagan and I got drunk together. It was November 4, 1980, to be exact.
People suggested to Walter that he should run for President himself. "I think we'll wait and see how many uncommitteds there are after New Hampshire," he said. "And then maybe we'll go after them."