Reporters were promised high jinks at the Reform Party National Convention. "Bring your asbestos suit," chortled Phil Madsen, an aide to Jesse Ventura, relishing a skirmish between his boss and Ross Perot, the party's founder. "Its going to be hot."
But a leisure suit would have been more appropriate. First of all, Ventura, the party's highest-ranking elected official and the repository of its presidential urges, didn't show. Bad weather and a bad back kept him in Minnesota. When they got him on speakerphone, instead of taking on Perot, Ventura promised not to run for President; his grab for power was...
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