Please do yourself a favor and read ?No One Left to Lie To? by Christopher Hitchens first.
A chronological justification of a moderately interesting life.
All that I did, under the moon and sun, in corridors and corners, where I went on this planet, wherever I played from Small Rock to hard ball....I, Justified!
Starring: Dad, Mom, Wife, Daughter and Ken Starr along with all those people who are out to get him?and there seem to be a lot of them.
This book epitomizes Clinton's warped view of himself and the world and, like during his presidency, he does not take responsibility for any of his actions except those that make him look good.
Clinton always seemed like a mixture of the worst traits of LBJ and JFK. But I have to say, he really is persuasive. You almost start to believe this stuff as you listen to his excellent narration. I give it one star on that account. But this is a celebrity expos?, not a real biography. Just as he fell short of the office he occupied, he falls short as an historian. There's no "there" there. The real Clinton will only emerge many decades from now when an absolutely fair minded historian digs up all the bones and puts them back together.
I have to admit, I wasn't a big fan of this former president. I just didn't get him, I mean... a picture of Elvis on the airplane? But after listening to this book, I have gotten to see him better and have decided that I was right. I don't get him. I tend to be drawn to biographies of people who have received public attention. Those we hear of and have formed strong opinions about. It is always fascinating to listen to a person describe their own strengths and weaknesses. The reason they write their biography is usually to take me into a side of their life I might not have seen and facts I might not have been privileged to. I really wanted to understand this man and the truths of his thought process and the whole Monica thing. Unfortunately, his book reveals him as a whiner and excuse maker. I did get a better sense of what he wanted to accomplish. The trouble is that he didn't do it. He didn't seem to give any good reason for the failure, except the press wouldn't listen to me. Isn't that akin to "The dog ate my homework"? I wasn't aware he had attended such prestigious schools; he doesn't seem to use those skills in public speaking situations. I got the impression that a major portion of the work was from a ghost writer. As a biography it did its job I think, showed me the man as he wanted to be remembered. It just a shame that the man didn't have more to make him memorable.
An example of autobiography in the worst form: a tale told by a man still hoping to be a player, in every meaning of the word. Nothing is candid, everything calculated. Those who mindlessly worshiped our worst modern president will be satisfied with his shallow attempts at self-analysis (as in, he jumped Monica "because I could"). But for anyone hoping to learn something new or get a deeper understanding of the man, rest assured that there's nothing new here. Don't waste your time.
I wish I had invested my time more wisely, like watching a days worth of animated cartoons. I am sure I would of found more profound thought and less fiction that way. Well, one more reader sucked in by the glowing news and reviews of our great television age. At least I know what to do if I ever run out of paper in one of my favorite reading rooms, because I definitely will not be reading this one twice.
Larry Miller, AZ