DESCRIPTION:
From Extradition Order's Kennedy album.

This song is probably the only disco anthem about Lyndon Johnson’s failed attempt to win the 1960 democratic nomination.
LBJ knew it was his turn to be President. He was the Master of the Senate. Any legislation that wanted to get through, had to get through him. Every senator from every state he saw each day owed him a favour. As he walked from his office (nicknamed the Taj Mahal for its immodesty) down to the Senate, he would stop by folks he needed to persuade and give them the legendary Johnson Treatment until he had their vote.

He was the king of all he surveyed. And this junior Senator from Boston was nowhere to be seen – the Kennedy kid was busy flying to his dad’s home in Florida to top up his suntan, or hobbling on the crutches he needed from whatever mysterious illness kept taking him out of Washington. The rick kid was a weak joke.

Except Kennedy wasn’t in Florida. He was touring America with Ted Sorensen, meeting the State nomination committees and, speech by speech, cake slice by cake slice, securing their support. Because Johnson had miscalculated. The senators didn’t own the nominators – quite the reverse. The nominators owned the boys they sent to Washington. Kennedy would teach this to Johnson at the Los Angeles Democratic convention that July, winning the nomination on the first ballot.

He offered the great LBJ the humiliating job of Vice President . LBJ’s friends thought he’d be mad to take it. But before accepting, LBJ got a staffer to look up the number of Presidents who got bumped off before completing their first term. That helped him decide. He told a friend- “One out of every four Presidents has died in office. I'm a gamblin' man, darlin', and this is the only chance I got.” Three years later, in his home state of Texas, the gamble paid off.

The video to this song shows this period of blind arrogance.

A video by Beg Steal Borrow Films.

Director: William Brown
Cinematography: Tom Maine
Editor: William Brown
Featuring the band.