https://www.ft.com/content/6a2cdac8-92f8-4278-91bc-473f34c60577
She was old-school politics. Smoky back rooms, deals, meetings with other career politicians, carefully worded statements to the masses. Top-down. Of course she thought of “the public”, but in an abstract sense. Out there. She’d had PR advisors since the start. Agents that spun and generated but that left her to do the real politik. They did the fluff. She did politics. But now they’d said she needed a meet-and-greet, a reception for the most influential voices out there. Voices that told millions what to do. She smiled as she met each of them. They couldn’t smile back. Just machines.