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exhibited any personal power ambitions when he was fully sober, because he was really a humble man. Of course he was a very mixed personality, but he was really a humble man. When fully sober he had no dictator illusions about himself. He would talk about his future. He wanted to go back to Oklahoma and live in a small town. I don't know whether he really meant that, or whether it was a passing feeling. But when he had had just a little to drink and hadn't had too much, he did exhibit a kind of a mystical quality, which is what alarmed me about him. This mystical look would come over his face. His eyes would look off into space. He would draw himself up and say, “It has to be done this way. These things we must do.” You got a sense then that he had a dream of power and that he didn't quite know where to get the power. He was aware of not having the power, either within himself as a person, or not having it by derivation or delegation from the President or the Congress, or the votes of the people. But he could dream about the votes of the people giving him power.

If Johnson had been a clearer character, if he hadn't had so many excessive habits, such as drinking too much and therefore falling off the water wagon and falling into really disgraceful situations, which he knew, remembered and recalled and was humiliated by, he might have dreamed