Presidential Death Match (11/99)
After Zippergate and the Starr Report, could politics get any more warped? You wouldn’t think so. After all, in little more than a decade, we’ve gone from arms for hostages, covert war in Latin America, and prime time bombings in Iraq to the wall-to-wall circus that placed the president’s penis in the center ring for a constitutional trapeze act. But then the corporate pimps, media sycophants, and political fixers who convinced voters to put a B-grade actor, a drugged-up Yalie, and a world-class narcissist in charge of the world’s only superpower came up with a blockbuster not even DreamWorks could have packaged.