I almost got to meet him once. I had the misfortune of being four rows behind him on the train coming out of DC in 2004. He was yapping LOUDLY on his cell phone to someone about something. Very annoying.
I'd been down there for a meeting with folks from Bolling AFB, Peterson, AFB, and the National Reconnaissance Office at an unnamed building downtown.
SpyNavy
Garde la Foi, mes amis! Nous nous sommes les sauveurs de la République! Maintenant et Toujours!
(Keep the Faith, my friends! We are the saviors of the Republic! Now and Forever!)
LonePalm, le Républicain du verre cassé (The Broken Glass Republican)
You mean he wasn't good-naturedly hobnobbing with the train staff, lavishing gratuities and generally being a benevolent hero of the working class? I'm shocked. SHOCKED!
Okay, not so shocked.
On one of his earlier presidential attempts, he made remarks at a bookstore we used to frequent, and he came across as a thin-skinned wise-ass. A friend of mine ended up dead-ended behind the impromptu "stage" on his way out to the car, didn't recognize Joe or his voice and wondered to himself "Who in the hell is this idiot?"