April 27, 2004

Presidential Memoir

Apparently, everybody's been hopping about for the Bill Clinton memoir. 1.5 million copies will be printed in June. The release is timed to avoid competing with John Kerry. But I have to ask: What's to get excited about? Here are some reasons why I probably won't read the Clinton memoir:

A LAMEASS TITLE: My Life? Jesus, Bill, why not call it What I Did Last Summer (And A Few Things I Did During My Eight Years in the White House)?

CLINTON DOESN'T SUFFER FROM HYPERGRAPHIA: Apparently, Clinton now works "late in the evening," leaving rep Robert Barnett to cover his ass. This suggests a rushed work, one almost immediately schlepped from the word processor to the printing press. Will we see long, clause-laden sentences that will put us to sleep or something anticlimactic like Hilary's "shocked" moment from Living History?

THE $10 MILLION ADVANCE: If you're getting $10 million to spill your soul, you better dish some dirt. I don't think we'll ever get a solid explanation for the presidential cigar. (Remember that?) Nor will Bill confess to us why he's fond of big-haired women. Since he owes us at least that much, and won't deliver, no quid pro quo here, Bubba.

CLINTON ON A BOOK TOUR: Orating to a handful of people in a Barnes & Noble in Peoria seems a sad step down from a man who once packed halls for a few thousand a pop.

Posted by DrMabuse at April 27, 2004 11:34 AM
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