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NYT Book Review of Clinton’s Book (NOT flattering)
Guess the reveiwer didn’t get the memo from CBS. Hat tip: Drudge Severely EFL
By Michiko Kakutani, 6/20/04
The book, which weighs in at more than 950 pages, is sloppy, self-indulgent and often eye-crossingly dull — the sound of one man prattling away, not for the reader, but for himself and some distant recording angel of history.
Yep, that sounds like Bubba.
In many ways, the book is a mirror of Mr. Clinton’s presidency: lack of discipline leading to squandered opportunities; high expectations, undermined by self-indulgence and scattered concentration...
That’s gotta hurt; Ms. Katukani accused by Her Heinous of being part of the vast RWC in 5, 4, 3...
But while Dan Rather,
*spit*
who fellated interviewed Mr. Clinton for "60 Minutes," has already compared the book to the memoirs of Ulysses S. Grant, arguably the most richly satisfying autobiography by an American president, "My Life" has little of that classic’s unsparing candor or historical perspective. Instead, it devolves into a hodgepodge of jottings: part policy primer, part 12-step confessional, part stump speech and part presidential archive, all, it seems, hurriedly written and even more hurriedly edited. In fact, "My Life" reads like a messy pastiche of everything that Mr. Clinton ever remembered and wanted to set down in print....
And probably a lot that he didn’t "remember" at all
Part of the problem, of course, is that Mr. Clinton is concerned, here, with cementing — or establishing — his legacy, while at the same time boosting (or at least not undermining) the political career of his wife, Hillary Rodham Clinton...
Really? I’m shocked. Say it ain’t so, Machiko!
The nation’s first baby-boomer president always seemed like an avatar of his generation, defined by the struggles of the 60’s and Vietnam, comfortable in the use of touchy-feely language, and intent on demystifying his job. And yet the former president’s account of his life, read in this post-9/11 day, feels strangely like an artifact from a distant, more innocent era. Lies about sex and real estate, partisan rancor over "character issues" (not over weapons of mass destruction or pre-emptive war), psychobabble mea culpas, and tabloid wrangles over stained dresses all seem like pressing matters from another galaxy, far, far away.
Ouch.
Read the whole thing, as they say.
Posted by: Barbara Skolaut 2004-06-19
http://www.rantburg.com/poparticle.php?ID=35889