The morning meal was served in traditional socialist fashion— very slowly, with the courses out of order so that the jelly arrived half an hour after… - P. J. O'Rourke

Chapter One: The Campaign Begins: Ready, Set, Go to Hell

Marilyn Quayle was there, too, looking – it was indeed a strange week in Washington – great. She had her hair done up in something my wife said was a chignon, and whatever it was, it made Marilyn look considerably less like a Cape buffalo than usual. Though actually I admired the Cape buffalo look. I have an idea that – like a Cape buffalo – if Marilyn Quayle gets furious and charges, you've got only one shot at the skull. You wouldn't want to just wound her.

The whole idea of our government is this: If enough people get together and act in concert, they can take something and not pay for it.