In a fit of procrastination I was going though some old cassette tapes. Most of what I found was junk, but there were a couple of interesting things, including a re-election campaign speech by then-mayor of San Francisco Frank Jordan. He had been making living room stops around the city, and for reasons I don't remember, I attended one of them. (I never lived in San Francisco so I had no personal interest in the outcome of the election. I suspect I ended up there having been sent by the college radio station to record it for a future newscast, but I'm not positive).
Anyway, a living room stop (or whatever they called it) involved a supporter inviting several dozen friends and neighbors over to their house, and then the candidate would stop by to make his pitch, answer questions, shake hands, etc. Given the particular office involved it seemed like a viable campaign strategy, and it seemed like a reasonable speech. And he might have won the election, had it not been for this, which happened shortly thereafter...
(It was sort of ironic, because the living room I saw him in belonged to an Asian household where everyone took off the shoes, and I remember thinking how charmingly humble it was to have the mayor speaking to us in his stocking feet. But I think he may have subsequently taken that charming humility just a little too far...)