Frankly, my heart doesn't bleed for you. You should have known better.
You should have known not only that Ross Perot, for all his verbal machismo, has always walked away from fights once they got too tough; that he seemed to have delusions of grandeur, fed by our curious habit of treating successful entrepreneurs as geniuses; that in politics he was both amazingly naive and obnoxiously arrogant; that he promised to fix everything without spelling out what he would do and how.
You were his dupes. To be charitable, perhaps he was his own dupe.
There was something else, much more...