KNOCK OUT THE DEEP STATE: Elon Musk's Fist Is Wrapped Inside a Velvet Glove

<![CDATA[Mary was the tiniest, most frightening woman I ever knew. I spent a few summers in my teens working for my grandfather, and Mary was the receptionist and office manager. That woman could squeeze $20 bills out of a turnip. If you needed a new Bic pen, she'd say, "Show me your empty," and you'd dutifully hand over your old Bic pen — you'd better have one to turn in — and that woman would glare at it until it wrote again. Then she'd hand your "empty" Bic back to you with an expression that was half-disappointment/half-scowl. ]]>