This information throws me off my game. After all the constant drumbeat of Russia, Russia, Russia that seems to engulf me everywhere I go, I lose my perspective and the diplomatic tone I always want to strike. I say: “I’ve heard the Russians have Hillary Clinton’s emails.” It is one of those horrible, idiotic moments everyone has. As soon as the words are uttered, you want to reach out and take them back. But you can’t. The foreign minister’s mood changes instantly. His eyes narrow. “Do not ever repeat that again. That is not something that should ever be mentioned.”
