With ten months to go before the Republican Convention, every professed non-candidate last week was waging his noncampaign in his own noncommittal way. George Romney found his way out of the washing machine and into the ghetto. Nelson Rockefeller hummed September Song. Ronald Reagan transferred his pragmatic ire from Berkeley to the conduct of the war. And Rich ard Nixon, purring like a tabby at the cream bowl, mourned the decline of American prestige abroad.
On a 19-day tour of the nation's slums, Michigan's Governor did his best to erase memories of...
To continue reading:
or
Log-In
