Once, while standing in a press scrum at the Capitol many years ago, I watched Joe Biden take questions for about 20 minutes from a gaggle of reporters. He was friendly with some, polite with others, and tenacious about his talking points. He had a slight stutter, and on occasion tripped over a few points. I knew him peripherally but had never questioned him before. On that day, I was there to talk about Tom Capano, the former Delaware deputy attorney general who’d recently been convicted of murdering Anne Marie Fahey, the appointments secretary to then-Governor Tom Carper.
I was writing a book, “Above the Law,” about the murder and, of course, I’d spent far too much time covering Capano’s trial. Until I’d met Donald Trump, I’d never met anyone as narcissistic or bat guano crazy as Tom Capano. He tried to implicate most of Delaware’s politicians in the murder he committed and was successful in embarrassing a friend or two about their sexual exploits, but nothing else.
