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Picture this: July 1960, the Democratic National Convention in Los Angeles. Every TV camera is hunting for John F. Kennedy, the young, handsome senator from Massachusetts. Except he’s not there. I mean, his name is on the ballot, his slogan is on every button, but the man himself? MIA. He was hiding out in a hotel room in another city, working the phones like a frantic telemarketer. Why? Because he was terrified that if he showed up in person, the party bosses would see he still had a baby face and lock him in a broom closet.

Here’s the kicker: JFK was about 800 miles away, in his hotel suite in Boston, watching the convention on a tiny black-and-white TV. He didn’t even fly out until he was sure he had the nomination locked. Imagine being the nominee and missing your own victory dance—he was like a groom who skips the wedding reception to check sports scores. The delegates were furious, but Kennedy knew something they didn’t: absence makes the voters’ hearts grow fonder. Or at least, it kept him from making a weird face on live TV.

FDR's Great Escape (To a Yacht)

Now let’s go back to 1932, the depths of the Great Depression. Franklin D. Roosevelt is the front-runner, but he’s also a polio survivor who can’t walk without heavy braces. So where is he during the chaotic, four-day Democratic Convention in Chicago? On a boat. A literal yacht named the Amberjack II, chugging through the Atlantic Ocean off the coast of New England. He was cruising around, avoiding the press like a teenager dodging homework, while party insiders were screaming at each other in a smoke-filled hall.

The reason? FDR wanted to look cool and above-the-fray. He also hated the idea of being seen as a desperate beggar shaking hands for votes. So he went fishing. Actually, he didn’t even fish—he mostly sat on deck, reading newspapers and sipping ginger ale, while his wife Eleanor did all the political dirty work. When his team finally called him to confirm the nomination, he didn’t sprint to a podium. He calmly radioed back, “Thanks, I’ll fly to Chicago tomorrow.” And he did—becoming the first presidential nominee to ever fly in an airplane. Talk about a boss move.

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