Why she thinks she can do both is beyond me.

Not surprised, but don't think it's the "introvert" but more the brain damage - so disconnected someone has to tell her what to do. This has been going on for years, and years.
Remember when Todd Madison, the man who jumped up to tell her to "keep talking" - placed a comforting arm on her shoulder, and she repeated his words, word for word. He's supposedly ex secret service now taking care of her. He did the same for Billy after Billy had heart surgery.
The Tell - a secret service person will NEVER NEVER touch their person - unless to quickly move them out of danger.

She's had neurological problems for years. Wouldn't put it on her being an "introvert." Gives a bad name too, to all of us introverts.

Her Heinious is an "introvert" just like she "fainted" on 9/11 day, when she was wearing her Zeiss blue anti-seizure glasses, needed to lean against a pillar to stay upright, and then couldn't even mange to get herself into he van. She's had physical problems for a long, long time.

The hand sanitizer is a hoot! She's probably got more phobia's than we can imagine!

A politician's personality is often the driver of their policies. When someone doesn't like people, they don't mind bombing hundreds of thousands of Muslim civilians to death in the Middle East. If someone feels superior to others, they see superpredators everywhere that need to be locked away in private prisons. For those who love money above humans, money matters and humans don't.

If those things aren't considerations for the presidency, I'm in the wrong country.

as more virulent anti-bacterial resistant microbes become more prevalent.

The story reminds me of Massachusetts' Martha Coakley whose refusal to "shake hands in Fenway Park? In the cold?" pretty much lost her a Senate seat.

I'm sympathetic to those who would prefer to skip the hand shakes. One of the most chilling stories I ever read was recounted by the actress Gene Tierney of "Laura" fame who gave birth to a daughter born developmentally disabled and deaf after a fan with Rubella just had to shake her hand at a public appearance while she was pregnant.

It hasn't been so long since that was an accepted greeting from inferior to superior - and in some places they still do it.

in those who see themselves as just another human being and those who see themselves as better than everyone else. Airline flying puts all kinds up close and personal whether you like it or not. I could hide behind the cockpit door if I wanted to but learned that we all had better lives if I supported the flight attendants in every way possible. They couldn't escape people. Many people are stressed or otherwise not at their best traveling because they are so out of their element and have no control over much of anything. I saw an important part of my job as being a lightening rod when needed. I'd do anything to take the focus off the flight attendants wherever possible. Few failed to appreciate it and we all were better off.

Two other short stories contrast the humans and those who only claim humanity. The first was during the crossing with Jimmy Carter. I took the second break that began about 3 1/2 hours out of Atlanta. The relief first officer took my seat acting as pilot in command in my absence. I left the 'pit and went back to splash some water in my face and eat dinner before taking a couple hour nap in the pilot bunk room. The service was long finished so I took my time in the lav. I came out to run face to face with the former president who had been waiting for some time to use the lav. I apologized for being so long and he immediately dismissed it as unnecessary. He was very gracious. I was still trying to get my meal when he came out and stopped to talk. I thanked him for all that he was doing in the world to make it a much better place for more people. I knew he was going to Africa to try to broker a peace in a civil war. I asked if he thought there was any chance of succeeding. He said that he frankly expected the African president was using him but that he had to go anyway. (He was spot on in his assessment.) He went on to talk about the issues when my food became available. He stopped right there and told me to go eat. He said to come talk afterward if I felt like it. I never got the chance.

I was about half way through dinner when one of my first officers called the bunk room saying we had a security message I needed to read right away. I went forward to find that a Middle East diplomat (Libyan IIRC)had made a very stupid comment about a shoe bomb to a flight attendant on a United flight. The entire US aviation system went into a higher security mode. Having an ex-president on board got us special attention. I ended up spending my sleep time funneling message traffic to the Secret Service detail. I couldn't have had a better experience. I spent most of that time speaking with the leader of the Secret Service detail. What a man and did he ever love Jimmy Carter. He said he'd been on presidential teams since Nixon and that he would not voluntarily leave Carter's unless forced to retire. I learned an amazing amount from him about Jimmy's work for people and peace. I hadn't known about the malaria and Guinea worm efforts until then. I can't imagine two more incredible human beings.

The contrasting story begins in Detroit. I'd left Sydney, Australia at about 1:00 PM local. We flew roughly 15 hours to LAX. The trip called for a layover before deadheading back to base which was not my home. I was released to go home and normally would have gone through Memphis but the flight was full and I got left at the gate. I was able to get a first class seat on the DC-10 going to Detroit which connected nicely to an available flight home. I'd be about an hour later than if I had waited for the next oversold Memphis flight. I'd already been up over 20 hours so getting home after being awake 31 hours instead of 30 didn't sound too bad. I always tried to keep moving if possible. A nap always made it harder.

I was also lucky in Detroit when I got the last first class seat in a row all to my self. Well, things aren't always as they seem. The gate agent announced we'd be slightly delayed while a VIP was boarded. A police escorted convoy of limos and a bus stopped at the jetway stairs. At the center of crowd that exited was none other than Johnny Cochran. He'd made a big speech in the city and was going my way - in the seat next to me. OK. I didn't look or smell too bad for having been going so long. I mean, I had gotten a chance to clean up some before boarding. I was still in a rumpled uniform but I've been in far worse.

Mr. Cochran evidently disagreed with my self assessment. I was in the window seat when he arrived, all smiles and chatty, until he stopped at his seat and looked at me. I don't think the man could have been more disgusted had I been an overripe Cleveland steamer in that seat. He immediately turned to the airline manager who had accompanied to board and demanded a different seat. Told this one was the last seat on the airplane he sat down very reluctantly as he continued to loudly express his displeasure. He never again looked my way.

Now there's a great human being. Coddled, celebrated, totally self absorbed, and self impressed just like the two major party presidential candidates. All three seem devoid of humility and humanity, always in search of something to increase their own personal payoff. They're true takers who prey on all of us while people like Jimmy Carter and his Secret Service detail leader give back every day of their lives.