With all the hubbub surrounding Hillary Clinton in recent days, names like Harold Ickes occupy more of my attention than they should. And only his name; I'm sure I've seen his face in some photo, but I can't place it. This happens every election season. Then, yesterday I randomly saw the Ghostbusters music video (thanks Ray Parker, Jr.!), and I realized that whenever anybody says Harold Ickes, I think of Harold Ramis. Ickes' likeness is only a click away, but I kind of like living the illusion.