You’re right about one thing, though. The whole atmosphere in the city is polarized. A big media circus. Not much is getting done.” I leaned back in my seat. “And whose fault is that?” Marty put his glasses back on and met my stare. “It’s not a question of fault,” he said. “It’s a question of whether any politician, even somebody with Harold’s talent, can do much to break the cycle. A polarized city isn’t necessarily a bad thing for a politician. Black or white.”
