A Reporter's Notebook: The President As Comic-Kaze
June, 1983
after two years of watching reagan sabotage the dignity of his office, a former white house correspondent delivers some punch lines of his ownAs The White House press plane sped toward Brasilia, the evening sun glinting on the jungle rivers below, it occurred to me that the President of the United States, traveling an hour behind us in Air Force One, did not have the foggiest idea whom he would soon be meeting. The thought did not require a great deal of perception, it was merely a conclusion by...
