August 28, 2000.
Men shake their heads, awed.
The crowd cheers lustily as Kasich wades through a sea of navy blazers, and listens respectfully while he spins a yarn about meeting Richard Nixon. But as Kasich winds down, you can see the crowd rippling toward P.'s table. P. smiles, poses, reaches out to them like a bronzed god. Such is a typical stop on the George P. Bush road show. It's easy to dismiss all this as the most shallow, cynical kind of electioneering.