Yep, he always does.
While reading this I was reminded that years ago I worked for a company headquartered in Cambridge, MA. It was owned by old money and run by Harvard grads and the politically connected. During a national sales meeting they decided to honor us riff-raff by holding the annual board of directors meeting at the company with us, each a small shareholder, in attendance. I never saw such an eclectic mix of old money and aging hippy trust fund babies.
During the meeting one of our own had the temerity to nominate another of us to be a member of the board. That nomination was soundly defeated and it was obvious we would never again have the privilege of such an invitation.
Sounds like the 1988 precinct-meeting "slapdown" I attended, which some of us thought was an open caucus. Then the sold-out precinct chair opened her yap and it went downhill fast. The bluehairs lounging around said nothing while we debated, then moved the question, nominated Bush, and then rolled on out to their waiting Lincoln Continentals. We got mugged. Never had a chance. Manor Bush, how they do things in Yankeeland. Thanks for coming.
What I remember is the quiet contempt. Boy, it was loud.