Al Gore' s O.K., You're O.K.

As his motorcade sped through leafy Allegheny County, Pennsylvania, in late September, Al Gore leaned against his orthopedic back pillow, drank bottled water and reflected on the human spirit and his newfound sense of self. How is it that the wooden-tongued policy wonk of 1988 has emerged as an introspective spokesman for the inner child, an icon of the new manhood? Says Gore simply: "I found the connection between my head and my heart."

In that special transaction between candidates and voters, Gore's currency is the language of self-discovery. The myth of the log cabin has been replaced by another image...

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