When stolid Bob Taft, armored with the breastplate of facts and the lance of logic, sallied forth after the G.O.P. presidential nomination last summer, he had cast hardly a backward glance at Ohio. He was certain that his home state was a strong keep which could not be breached, that its 53 convention delegates were loyal to their liege lord. But last week Bob Taft found himself with his back to his own portcullis, fighting for his political life. Minnesota's Harold Stassen had somehow managed to get across the moat and was threatening to kidnap the faithful henchmen.
Bob Taft...
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