Presidents Who Think by Dahlia Lithwick How many smart people does one have to put on one's staff to communicate that you are indeed great thinker? One? Two? Eleven? Why is it that you never hear about Einstein, or John Kenneth Galbraith, or Martin Buber sending forth minions into the night to inform the world that the big man is thinking? Might we not have hoped that the man who runs the country is, likewise, thinking all the time? How is it possible that we elected a president to whom the state of being in thought is so utterly foreign that vast battalions of foot soldiers must be dispatched to the blue room just to advise us when it's happening?