The Senate Nobody Knows

The Senate Nobody Knows

The Senate Nobody Knows

The Senate Nobody Knows

Excerpt

Senator Edmund S. Muskie of Maine slips a key into a secret, unmarked door and leads me down a short, dim, melancholy corridor. Instead of meeting at his office in the Russell Senate Office Building, known better as the Old S.O.B. (the Dirksen being the New S.O.B.), we are to have lunch in Senator Muskie's "hideaway" in the Capitol. At the end of the dark corridor he selects another key and unlocks a second door.

Suddenly, sunlight and splendor. Crystal chandelier, two big, puffy, brown leather chairs and matching sofa, color television, a balcony vista of the long reflecting pools of Constitution Mall, the Monument and, barely discernible out near infinity, the Lincoln Memorial. Pleased that the view catches his guest's eye, the Senator draws aside the white curtain.

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