That Time I Urinated on the White House Lawn
It Was 1954. Eisenhower Was President. And There Were No Barking Dogs or Secret Service Agents in Sight.
On a warm summer evening in 1954, my high school classmate Gerry and I walked up to the steel fence topped by tall bronze spears that surrounded the Eisenhower White House. There we unzipped pants and violated the perimeter. Once we completed our business, we just walked away.
I hadn’t thought much about that moment until February 2018, when I saw all three cable channels go “live” with “breaking news” from the same spot outside the White House. As I looked at the coverage of a scene that should …