I ran into my longtime political consultant, frat buddy, and pollster, Phil A. “Buster” Mignon, who handled numerous campaigns for me when I was an influential international political force. Fortunately, neither of us was hurt in the collision, but his Smart Car was totaled. I lifted its remains into the trunk of my baby blue Edsel.
I had barely pushed the first gear button on my Edsel’s dash before Buster began to bring up the crazy hijinks we pulled off in college while we both pursued advanced degrees in White Privilege Studies. He had me guffawing. And you, of all people, should know how much I love to guffaw.More