When I first realized I wasn't being invited to the meetings to choose TIME's Person of the Century, I thought it was because I was just a rookie, a goofy celebrity interviewer whose opinion didn't mean much on weighty matters. But after about three seconds of that, I thought better: it's because they're considering picking me.
I'm not deceiving myself. I know I'm a long shot. The way I see it, I have about nine months to do something big, something splashy, to pull the votes my way. Something besides plastering the office walls with handmade posters that say STEIN IS...
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