ABSTRACT
For the nine months I worked on the Messinger campaign, I answered one question more than any another: "Why?" Why was Ruth running against an unbeatable incumbent? Why was I working for Ruth? Given that I was working for Ruth, why wasn't I doing a better job? There were answers to all of these questions, which you know from having suffered through my account of the experience, but people rarely were interested in the details. Most would just shake their heads in disbelief that anyone would volunteer to be a deckhand on a ship everyone knew to be doomed to sink in icy waters.
