Overtly covered by 2 snipers
in a clock tower
(I shit you not
) and another 3 on top of a nearby bank, I took the once great man's hand and gave it a sort of double shake (hard to describe; like one you'd see "boys in the hood
" give each other in films). He really wasn't expecting the second shake
, so those damn cool Secret Service
men he still seems to need moved a tad closer.
The main thing I will take from the experience
is the fact that anyone who shakes lots of hands
is not going to have a very clean
hand. I'm not talking a bit of grime
here. This was full on sticky mucus
, presumably from the other hundred people before me, but still, a moist towel
wouldn't have gone a miss.
Also, on TV
you always see him talking
to the crowd as he shakes their hands, but the strange thing is that although his mouth moves, not a bloody
thing comes out - not one word. It was freaky
to say the least.
About a minute after this I had moved on a little, but he happened to come up to me again, and stuck out his hand, but being the type of guy
I am, I had since lost interest in trying to get a shake from Clinton
, and was now trying to get his previously mentioned Secret Service
men to give me a smile. I was unsuccessful