April 1 of last year found me working in Donald Rumsfeld's DC office during the rollout of his memoir, Known and Unknown. It was a Friday, which meant the boss wouldn't be in. Yet, from experience, I knew that didn't mean he would be entirely absent. Keith, his then chief-of-staff, asked me from the other side of the cubicle wall to retrieve something from the printer, which was closer to my desk. I headed for the copy room, thinking nothing of it. On the way back, I turned the paper right side up and something caught my eye: my name. It was one of Rumsfeld's famous interoffice "snowflake" memos, addressed to Keith with "Nicholas Hahn" as the subject line. It read: "I have received a link to a video of Nicholas Hahn dancing. I find it strange. Please see me."
