She loved this time of year. It was why she’d got into politics. The chance to craft words that could be performative, do something, well that was something. And this time of year, that was even more exciting. The conference speech. The platform. Blanket coverage. Analysis of the rhetoric, her rhetoric – that was a rush. She looked around the hotel room at the nervous interns, the advisors, her laptop and the coffee machine. All set. The themes were locked in, the research and focus groups done, the mood identified, the data ready. She took a breath and pressed “Run”.