June 14, 1988 Hey, there, Udo!-- As promised, this letter is written upon our return from taking the pulse of the west from the Pacific to the Big Muddy (all in-depth analysts use appellations like that without embarrassment).  We are prepared to say that The American People are solidly behind you.  It is time to put an electro-chemist in the White House. Will you accept the nomination?  No press conferences will be called until your reply is received. Who will be your running mate?  (I am not interested, but would not mind being party treasurer.)  How about Semour Katkoff?  Or Arnold...