He had received the most lavish praises, and he had harvested the nastiest curses. He was a guy whose every vein pulsed with defiance. He was a white boy who could never become a celebrity. He was a youth from the countryside in the eyes of the masses. He was Tommy Hawk. He had been reborn. Welcome to the story that tells of the American Dream in the first half and the American nightmare in the second. Let's invite Tommy Hawk to take the stage, in the winter of 2022.
David nodded with some understanding, "Are these bills the reason they admire you? Or is it because of the lobbying fees you pay them, or both? I think the main issue is the fees."
Tommy shook his head with a smile: