When He Was Good

In The Clinton Wars, a front-row seat at the presidential games yields a dull, predictable view

Quick--West Wing or The West Wing? The First Lady is about to give a major televised address at a national convention. A presidential aide is in the audience, watching with his wife from a box. Seconds before the First Lady speaks, one of the President's key advisers bursts in. His pager is blowing up in his sweaty hand. "Do you know how to stop a story from being printed in the New York Post?" he cries.

All right, that was an easy one. The year was 1996, and the adviser was Dick Morris (and no, they couldn't stop the story)....

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