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title: 'House Oversight: Estate Documents (Nov 12) (HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_015121)'
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"No, I mean my so-called marriage is all image. Pat and I have not, you know, slept together for many years. My God, I was the President of the Unites States, and I couldn' t even get laid by my own wife." "Sir, you don' t really want to talk about this--" "And I'll tell you where it started. During the Cuban Crisis in October ' 62. Boy, Kennedy sure won a helluva lot of points on that one. And it could' ve been me confronting Khrushchev. I mean a real international shootdown, not just waving my finger at him in Safire' s goddamn makeshift kitchen." "That would have been the logical extension of your Russian trip." "I tell you, the unspeakable frustration of not being in a position to negotiate that missile thing. I just couldn' t get it up for Pat, plus the pressure of the California campaign was going on then too. And after we lost that election, she started talking about a divorce. We compromised with separate bedrooms." Suddenly I stood up, walked around my desk to where Haldeman was sitting, and I ran my hand back and forth across the top of his crewcut. I am not very physically demonstrative, but I had always wanted to do that. Still, this was almost a spontaneous gesture. HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_015121