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.“Your ‘revolving door’ is becoming a popular topic for the press corps.All this talk about ‘access capitalism’ has to stop.Are we clear on that, J.J.?”“That’s right, boys,” said Jacklin.“I only bribe ’em when you tell me to.”“The feeling is that you’re gorging yourself at the public trough,” said Chief Justice Logsdon.“Bullroar!” exclaimed Jacklin.“A word to the wise, J.J.,” cautioned Ramser.“Don’t confuse the Committee’s policies and your company’s.”Jacklin shook his head in disgust and disbelief.“Don’t talk to me about keeping public and private separate.Old Pierpont Morgan helped get us into the Great War and his company practically underwrote the whole thing.The history of this country is nothing but the government helping out the private sector, and vice versa.One hand washing the other.Hamilton knew it when he started the club with Nat Pendleton.Economics must dictate the country’s policies.”“You like to mention Hamilton so much,” said Charles Connolly, the journalist and author, also known as Rufus King.“He made it a point never to take a profit from policies he had a say in.He repeatedly turned down territories in Ohio and the Missouri Valley that would have made him immensely rich.”“He also got us started down this rocky road by getting rid of that scoundrel who was threatening the Jay Treaty.Don’t go moralizing to me about Hamilton.He was no saint.The man was a skirt chaser of the first degree.‘The man had an overabundance of secretions no number of whores could satisfy.’ I believe I got that quote from your book, Charlie.” Jacklin pushed his chair back and stood up.“I’ve read those minutes, too.Go tell it to John Rockefeller and Standard Oil and Commodore Vanderbilt and his railroads.They all sat in my chair before me.Go tell it to Averell Harriman and his cronies.They all got rich from decisions that were made right here.The business of America is business.A wiser man than me already said it.”“Those were different times,” said Gordon Ramser.“Far less transparent.We can’t afford to attract any undue scrutiny.”Jacklin rested a hand on the back of his chair.“What are you all driving at?”“Just watch what you’re doing,” said Ramser forcefully.“We can’t risk your actions discrediting our motives.The good of the nation comes first.Remember that.”“I’ll be sure to tell it to Hugh Fitzgerald.He’s decided to give us his vote.The appropriations bill will pass.Our pre-pos should be restocked within six months.We can continue with our plans to bring some light to that godforsaken desert.”“Congratulations,” said Ramser.A few of the others joined in, but Jacklin thought their voices were hollow, insincere.He noted the veiled stares, the averted faces.They’d been talking behind his back again.He knew the reasons why.He was too direct.Too brash for them.He was the only one who had the gumption to tell it like it is.Not one of these two-faced bastards dared look him in the eye.They’d been shoveling bullshit for so long, they’d grown to like the smell.Jacklin cleared his throat.“I believe we were talking about Senator McCoy.It’s got to be done up close.I have something our British subsidiary developed for MI Six.”“Excuse me, J.J., but I don’t believe we’ve taken a final vote on the matter,” said Chief Justice Logsdon.“A vote? We decided last night.Gordon gave it a last shot and she turned him down.Our hands are tied.The President has always been a member.If she can’t take the hint, then she’s making her own bed.God knows, we’re better off without her.”“No!” said Charles Connolly, and the word echoed around the room.“No what?” asked Jacklin.“We can’t do it.She’s the President.The people elected her.It isn’t right.”Jacklin rose from his chair and walked the length of the table.“Since when do we care what the people say? This committee was created to temper the people’s will.To stop them from running this country into the ground.”“It was not created to kill the President,” Connolly retorted.“Sounds like you’re afraid you’ll lose your special pass at the White House.Did McCoy already promise to pull back the curtains and give you an insider’s view of how she saves us from the ‘new Vietnam’? Is that it, Charlie? No grist for the new book?”“Don’t you see?” Connolly continued.“Any authority we claim comes from the President’s presence.Without him.or her.we’re not patriots, we’re renegades.” He shot a corrosive look at Jacklin.“Just a bunch of businessmen looking to enrich ourselves at the country’s expense.”“That’s nonsense!” said Jacklin.“Is it? The people expect the President to do what’s necessary.They realize that there are times when he can’t consult them, maybe even when he shouldn’t.It’s their implicit trust in him that gives us our legitimacy.Hamilton would never have started the club without Washington.”“Screw him,” said Jacklin.“He’s been dead two hundred years.”“But his ideas are still alive,” shouted Connolly right back.“The club’s grown bigger than one person,” said Jacklin.“I don’t care if it’s the President or not.We have responsibilities to the nation.We have a history.You ask me, the country practically belongs to us.We bribed that Frog Talleyrand to make the Louisiana Purchase happen.We convinced old Du Pont to help underwrite the loan that paid for it.Whose idea was it to blackmail the czar so he’d sell us Alaska for three cents an acre? We’ve helped facilitate every major acquisition of territory in this country’s history.You say we need the President.I say we are the President.This is the White House, right here!”“Shut up, J.J.,” said Chief Justice Logsdon.“You’ve gone too far.”“No such place,” said Jacklin, dismissing the comment with a nasty wave.“And you others?” asked Ramser.“Have you changed your mind?”For a few moments, no one in the room spoke.Only the ticking of John Paul Jones’s ship’s clock filled the room.Jacklin paced back and forth, like a beleaguered ship’s captain.“Come on, Von Arx,” he said, putting a hand on the FBI director’s shoulder.“You know what’s right.”Von Arx nodded reluctantly.“I’m sorry, J.J., but I have to agree with Charlie,” he said.“It’s tampering.We’ve got to give McCoy a chance to come to us.Her time in office will make a convert out of her.”“Me, too,” said Logsdon.“Give the woman time.”“And you?” Jacklin said, facing President Gordon Ramser.“It doesn’t matter what I say.That’s three votes against.A unanimous vote is required for measures of this kind.”“Screw the bylaws.What do you think we should do?”Ramser rose from his chair and walked over to Jacklin.“J.J.,” he said.“I think we may have gotten ahead of ourselves on this one.There’s no hurry now that Fitzgerald’s given us his vote [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]