On a whim I decided to get my haircut exactly like the guy beside me at the barbershop. He was a Marine officer and had a high and tight. My hair hasn’t been that short since Army basic training 1987.
Then I noticed something interesting. People started acting more polite to me. Everyone started calling me sir and holding doors open for me. My guess is they thought I was a returning war hero. I’m not going to correct them.
I don’t think Clinton would refer to me as man today.