I’m In Control Here

A Portrait of Alexander Haig

A powerful black sedan sped through the capital, chasing two American flags whipping above its lacquered hood. A short motorcade kept up behind in single file. The streets were essentially empty of other automobiles; traffic was bicycles pedaled in dense murmurations of men and women uniformly buttoned up to their chins in ill-fitting green tunics and just-as-baggy blue ones. Many…