The other day I got a letter from a Congressman. It was not the Congressman in my home district. It was not a letter asking me to vote for him. Emphatically it was not a letter soliciting me to contribute to his campaign expenses. It was a different kind of a letter entirely. In fact, this Congressman wrote me a letter of protest, of remonstrance, vaguely of rebuke.
This, of course, was epochal. When a dog bites a man, the occurrence is not news. But when a man bites a dog there is excitement by night in all the best journalistic offices from Bangor to Bellingham.