Our scene takes place in a hotel in Concord, NH, hours after the candidate has suffered a surprising and stinging primary loss. I don t get it. They asked me who my favorite political philosopher was, and I said you. You rely too much on faith. People need to see deeds as well.
Deeds are the proof of faith.
From now on, you take orders from me, and only me. Well, I do have these handlers, and they are awful smart. The first thing is, we have to take control of the truth. Truth is like rubber, we can stretch it any way we want. People won t know the difference.