Let me finish tonight with this.
I am not new to politics, nor to the issues that divide us, nor am I free of the passions they engage.
I caught the bug when I was five. I can’t remember a time I haven’t care about who was running for office, who I wanted to win, and what they did when they got there.
Starting just after I got back from my two years of life change over in Africa with the Peace Corps, I have chalked up five years working in the US Senate, four in the White House (including my time as Presidential speechwriter) and six years as a top aide to Speaker Tip O’Neill. On top of that, I’ve had fifteen years’ experience with the San Francisco Examiner and, later, the Chronicle.
All this background taught me how to watch politicians in action.
But there is more to it than that.
In the Sixties – the “real” Sixties – between Kennedy being killed and Nixon resigning – two issues dominated this country: civil rights and Vietnam.








