This episode kicks the saloon doors open somewhere between history class, a Hollywood backlot, and a dimly lit bar where bad decisions introduce themselves before you even order a drink.Tom starts at the White House Correspondents’ Dinner—affectionately rebranded as the Hinckley Hilton—where the ghosts of political obsession and fame-chasing still hover like secondhand smoke. From there, he dives headfirst into the strange, twitchy psychology of presidential assassins and would-be assassins—the kind of guys who look in the mirror and don’t just see themselves… they see destiny, headlines, and a very misguided shot at immortality.This isn’t just a history lesson—it’s pattern recognition with a hangover.Tom connects the dots between lone wolves, cult leaders, political machines, churches, and organizations. Not all bad. Not all evil. But all built on  ...