To: Neeka who wrote (279235 ) 11/6/2008 7:08:12 PM From: goldworldnet Read Replies (3) | Respond to of 793843 Rahm Emanuel - He schmoozed many, many millions all over the country, including money from traditional Democratic party givers, who are disproportionately Jewish, and new Democratic givers," said Steve Rabinowitz, a political and public relations consultant in Washington who worked with the White House throughout the Clinton administration. Later, as a top White House aide, Emanuel's take-no-prisoners attitude -- he earned the nickname "Rahm-bo" -- won him respect -- and enemies -- among co-workers as well as political foes. In a story that has become part of Washington lore, Emanuel mailed a rotting fish to a former coworker after the two parted ways. But longtime friends of Emanuel insist the once hard-charging staffer has mellowed out. ujc.org Friends and enemies agree that the key to Emanuel's success is his legendary intensity. There's the story about the time he sent a rotting fish to a pollster who had angered him. There's the story about how his right middle finger was blown off by a Syrian tank when he was in the Israeli army. And there's the story of how, the night after Clinton was elected, Emanuel was so angry at the president's enemies that he stood up at a celebratory dinner with colleagues from the campaign, grabbed a steak knife and began rattling off a list of betrayers, shouting "Dead! . . . Dead! . . . Dead!" and plunging the knife into the table after every name. "When he was done, the table looked like a lunar landscape," one campaign veteran recalls. "It was like something out of The Godfather. But that's Rahm for you." Of the three stories, only the second is a myth -- Emanuel lost the finger to a meat slicer as a teenager and never served in the Israeli army. But it's a measure of his considerable reputation as the enforcer in Clinton's White House that so many people believe it to be true. You don't earn the nickname "Rahmbo" being timid. In person, Emanuel projects the hyperactivity of an attack dog straining at the leash. Although he swims and works out several mornings each week before most of his colleagues are out of bed, the exercise evidently does little to drain his energy -- he is constantly fidgeting, gesturing, spinning, always on the move. He's notorious for driving those around him mercilessly: When he joined Clinton's campaign team, he reportedly introduced himself by standing on a table and yelling at the staff for forty-five minutes. rollingstone.com * * *