Exile on K Street: A private history of campaigns that failed, some that didn't, and how big tech can still save democracy

Packed auditoriums. Crowds of anxious people. Crowds of scary people. Suffocating sound studios. TV lights cooking my skull and cameras that looked like they were going to bite me in the face. Rooms full of lawyers. Celebrities. Strangers pleading with me to save them. The unbearable pressure of money. The genuine beauty of quiet democracy. If you're not interested in reading about any of that, fine, but at least read chapter Googolplex.

Categories: Literary Fiction