A dense coil of cigar smoke swirled though the sweating delegates frantically hustling within the stable walls of the Royal Order Moose Lodge: At such meetings people were bound to light up—even those who normally don't. And in the small talk amongst these busy agents of say-so, smiling and laughing intermittently interrupted their interactions concerning a better and safer future. But in the large talk dwarfing the wagging chins within the ancient hall of arbitration everyone was working together to elect the next President of the United States.
