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    "Second," Harshman continued, "we will join you, Mr. President, in urging Congress to fund a comprehensive drive to ensure that all criminal acts of domestic violence are entered into the database for background checks . . ."


    "No point in volunteering," Kerry observed, "unless you're certain you'll be caught."


    "In this manner," Harshman went on, "

we can better control all those prone to violence without abridging the rights of law-abiding gun owners . . ."


    "Insulting," Clayton murmured disgustedly. "Total eyewash, right from the SSA playbook, intended to make Lexington sound 'responsible' in the public mind. I'm surprised he remembered to send you a copy."


    Kerry kept staring at the television. "Callister's playing games with me," he told the others softly. "In public. No one should try to do that with a President."



* * *



    When the tape was over, Clayton spoke first. "No leaks," he ordered Cole and Sanders. "No speculation about the President's motives. I don't want to read some article in Newsweek or the New York Times about the anatomy of this decision."


    Both men nodded. "Okay," Clayton said to Sanders. "Take us through the polling data."


    "What we found," Sanders told the President, "is that almost seventy percent of Americans think that the Constitution protects gun ownership for individuals. And well over half of those are concerned that you'll go too far in eroding gun rights. I'd save licensing and registration for another day . . ."


    "We license drivers," Kerry objected. "We register cars."


    "Seems right. But there's this libertarian mythology built around the Second Amendment. Where in the Bill of Rights does it say that a 'wellorganized militia' has the right to drive a Ford?"


    "What about the SSA mantra—'all we have to do is enforce existing gun laws'?"


    Sanders glanced at the paper in his lap. "Fifty-four percent agree with the SSA. But that's misleading. Because almost no one knows what bullshit 'existing law' really is."


    Silent, Kerry appraised him. Quietly, he said, "I take it your polling included questions about the murders."


    For an instant, Sanders hesitated. "It did. A great majority believed that 'existing law' would have prevented Bowden from buying a handgun without a background check. When we explained that while 'existing law' made it 'illegal' for a batterer to buy a gun, there was no background check required to determine if Bowden was a batterer, most folks were amazed . . ."


    " 'Existing law,' " Kerry interposed in mordant tones. "The honor code for criminals."


    "Not a bad line," Clayton observed. "Better than when you called gun shows 'Tupperware parties for murderers.' Our rhetoric needs to distinguish between felons or spouse abusers, and the 'normal' folks who take their kids to gun shows instead of Disney World."


    "That's fine," Kerry responded. "But our real challenge is to win. And that means saying clearly and succinctly exactly what we'll do to reduce gun violence, and then trying to enact it with all the weapons we possess.


    "We Democrats have developed this sick attraction to losing, and an absolute fear of being tough—or even saying what we believe. That's why I beat Dick Mason in the primaries when nobody thought I would. Voters finally decided they didn't want a President with no idea of who he was from one week to the next.


    "Oddly enough, Americans find an identity crisis unnerving in a leader. They expect me to be precisely who I am, and they've always known where I stand on guns. And why." Pausing, Kerry softened his tone. "I can make a clear distinction between responsible gun owners and people like John Bowden. But if this isn't the time for us to stop the cycle of violence, it never will be. The question is whether we're good enough to rally the country, and mean enough to beat the Republicans and the SSA."


    Sober, the others seemed to ponder what this might involve. "How was your meeting with Chuck Hampton?" Cole asked.


    "Chuck has his concerns," Kerry replied calmly. "Five or six senators who still think I'd screw up a two-car parade, if only out of recklessness."


    "Maybe we can help him out," Cole suggested. "Throw in some stuff that'll never pass, like licensing and registration, then let Chuck's waverers strip them off the bill. That would allow them to stand up for the gun rights of ordinary citizens, and still vote for what we really want."


    Kerry shook his head. "That builds in more delay, which is what Fasano wants. We need to propose the law we mean to see enacted and build pressure to pass it quickly."


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