wandering through the crowd. I paused to take a long look at many of the attendees. Thick clouds of breath puffed from their agape mouths, and their eyes were glazed over from waiting in sub-zero temperatures all day. They did not notice the deepening rattle in the president’s voice, or that his adult children wore outfits worth more than their yearly income. Instead, they were mesmerized and emboldened in the presence of the president.
