Today, I throw myself on the mercy of the public and beg forgiveness. It is true. I confess. I am, and have been for some time, gulp, a lobbyist.  Audible gasps in the room ensue right here. Polling and focus groups clearly and consistently tell campaigners that if a candidate can label his opponent as a lobbyist, do it.  Do it loudly and repetitively.  Do it because it is the most sinister thing a candidate can be, right?  I'm so ashamed of myself. Well not really, because while  I am a lobbyist, I am not a candidate.  At least not yet. I ...

In 2014, I finally read Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse-Five, the satirical novel about World War II experiences and time traveling. In the classic 1969 book, the main character is thrown into the future and sees a bumper sticker that says “Reagan For President.” I thought: “Vonnegut is a psychic genius! How could he have known?” It's simple really. Reagan had sought the Republican nomination in 1968. Shame on me for not paying attention to presidential politics when I was one year old. This week, and I don't know why it hit me so hard this week, I have been a little preoccupied with ...