HERE's a saxaphone from Bill Clinton - and film of the House
impeaching him for lying about Monica Lewinski. Ah, but this is odd. I check
again. No, there simply isn't a thing. Not a sticker. Not a photograph. Not
so much as an empty champagne glass.
"We just haven't managed to catch up with it all," says the busy-busy
lady at the enquiry desk when I ask.
I know what she means. It's been three months now since the son of George Bush
Snr, the 41st President, got into power. But even the Smithsonian, one of the
world's greatest keepers of record, hasn't put up a hook to hang his hat on.
Harry Houdini, the legendary escapologist, would have been a good stand-in.
America and its presidency has never known an election trauma quite like it.
George Bush Jnr is getting on with the business of running the country. But
millions of Americans are still not sure why
.
In Miami, I find that Jeb Bush has many connections. I can't help feeling it
would have been, well, useful for a would-be president to have a brother with
such good connections in a place which ultimately had such a pivotal role in
his election.
Regrettably, at his office, where I am anxious to put these and other observations
to Jeb Bush, I find that I am as welcome as an elephant with wind. Mrs Harris,
on the other hand, is attracted to the thought of an article comparing her with
Britain's Mrs Thatcher
.