I had a dream about you. It was just you and me at the table, and there were two pieces of apple pie available. You thought it worked out perfectly, but I thought it was a problem, because with two of us there, and two pieces of pie, I wondered if there was anything for you to eat. But I’ve always been like that—unselfish in my concern for the needs of others and my altruistic desire to empathize with the poor and the hungry, I thought to myself as I ate both pieces. I’m very much like a politician in that way.