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- THE U.S. CAMPAIGN, Page 43THE PRESIDENCYHail to the Prisoner
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- By Hugh Sidey
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- Ronald Reagan's friend Thomas Jefferson spurned carriages
- and escorts on his Inauguration Day in 1801. Instead, he
- strolled from his boardinghouse with some friends to the
- Capitol, where he took the oath of office and became the third
- U.S. President. He walked back for lunch -- probably with
- Reagan.
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- Things were simpler then. Last week at the gaudy end of
- the Republican Convention the 41st President roared off from
- Houston in a six-story, 227,000-lb.-thrust 747-200B jet. George
- Bush's seven-plane campaign air force began to crisscross the
- country from Gulfport to Hartford, bearing hundreds of advance
- men, surrogates, White House aides, Secret Service agents and
- reporters. These hordes will follow Bush through countless
- paralyzing motorcades and rallies, accompanied by helicopters,
- armored limousines, blocky weapons vans and scores of VIP-toting
- luxury autos, all in search of the elusive voter.
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- What have we done to our Presidents? What have we made of
- this office that was so painstakingly designed to avoid kingly
- dimensions? We have instead gone beyond mere royalty and
- invested the poor fellow with godly power -- then raised our
- expectations accordingly and vented almost every human
- frustration and anger at him. We have girded him with this
- hideous apparatus for his safety and convenience; all too often
- it deafens and crushes its audiences and imprisons the
- President. An old hand from the days of Richard Nixon watched
- a phalanx of agents muscle aside delegates on the convention
- floor last week to clear the way for Barbara Bush. "The Secret
- Service has taken over the White House advance operation," he
- muttered through clenched teeth, "and the Bush people have let
- them."
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- As Bush's battle group was winging on its thunderous way,
- Mort Engelberg, the Hollywood producer turned bus-caravan
- impresario for the Clinton-Gore campaign, was in a dank
- Cleveland hotel mapping yet another ground-level incursion down
- the back ways of this civilization through Ohio and around Lake
- Erie to Buffalo. The earlier buscades along the Ohio and
- Mississippi river valleys were surprisingly successful strikes,
- finding people in neighborhoods where they lived, not at
- airports or pre-packaged arenas. Reporters from local television
- stations could hitch a bus ride for a hundred bucks or so a day,
- compared with more than $1,000 on a political airlift. Nor were
- the local news spots editto 90 seconds a day -- more like 90
- minutes. Engelberg's original idea was to steal the settings for
- Bush's family-values pitch before the President could arrive.
- The buses fit modest front-yard dimensions. The people flowed
- easily and eagerly out of the grass roots.
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- Old political calculations are dangerous. This election is
- between a savvy Democrat, nurtured by a small town and given an
- overlay of Oxford and Yale, and a duty-driven Republican reared
- in the nation's richest suburb and now in possession of the most
- majestic and mighty political office in the world. Given the
- country's suspicions of bigness and power, planted long ago by
- Reagan's friend Thomas Jefferson, it is not at all an uneven
- contest.
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