My Life
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I agonized between a two star and a three star rating, because I wanted to be fair but not to a fault. I finally went with two stars because to be honest, this is a long hard slog and does not remotely constitute "a good read." It should have been and could have if Mr. Clinton had had a good editor. But no.
That being said, I think that Mr. Clinton did himself a disservice in this book. Maybe because he wrote it too soon, without the benefit of some historical perspective, which might have developed given a bit more time. As someone else observed, can you imagine the memoirs of great presidents such as Jackson, Reagan, or Roosevelt having a chapter dealing with a sordid event involving a young woman intern? The question is its own answer.
Clinton should have focused on what he wanted to achieve, and why this led him to a career in politics. Instead, we are presented with largely irrelevant and not very interesting background on his life, most of which information he incoherently presents without any real context. The book rambles and dwells in a literal desert of irrelevant facts, anecdotes, people, and places. When he does talk about his administration and its goals, (which I might have hoped would be the central theme of his book, but almost is not) I found it coming across as self-serving, largely as a quest for a legacy. I admit that my view on this might be influenced by my own hostility towards the man and his agenda. However, contrast this book with any analysis of say, Franklin D. Roosevelt (whom conservatives such as myself admire even as we dislike his policies) and you have to conclude that this book (and this man) come up short. By the way, I don't hold it against Mr. Clinton that he chose to mostly gloss over the other "bimbo eruptions" (that is what his own people called it) that characterized his administration and his earlier political career. I do mind that he seems to be trying to say that he was right on the job as regards terrorism when we all know that he viewed the terrorist problem as a distraction from his real goals of universal health care and the rest of the progressive-liberal agenda (which the Republican Congress with which he had to contend largely thwarted).
Bottom line: if you are really interested in Bill Clinton, read this book, but don't expect this book to establish any kind of legacy. If you are not particularly interested in Clinton, steer clear entirely.
My Life, by President William Jefferson Clinton, may be the bluntest Presidential memoir in American history. Is it self-serving? Of course. As was every other memoir ever written. But neither is this book a whitewash of history. The former president is careful to strike a balance between doing service to history, crediting friends and family who influenced him through his youth, and meting out justice to his political enemies. On the occasions when he accepts blame for his actions or inactions, Mr. Clinton is self-critical without lapsing into self-crucifixion.
The first ten percent of the book is dedicated to Clinton's turbulent childhood and adolescence. His candor, on issues ranging from his stepfather's alcoholic rages to his awkward teenaged years (he describes his first awareness of sexuality as a frightening experience), is refreshing and unprecedented in a book of this type.
The forty percent that follows, from college through his years as Governor of Arkansas, is where the book drags. There are some charming moments (as he recounts the awkward first meeting between his wife and mother), and a few howlers (Mr. Clinton relates an entertaining story in which, as a law student studying at a diner, he was asked for legal advice by a transsexual prostitute). But this section is overloaded with details that most readers will not find particularly interesting.
It's in the second half of this book, when Governor Clinton announces his run for the Presidency, that he hits his stride. Mr. Clinton obviously loves people, loves the art and craft of American politics, and his enthusiasm rubs off on the reader. Mr. Clinton chronicles his two terms in a mostly chronological manner - with brief asides to cover selected subjects in depth. One can complain that this mish-mash of issues is confusing to the reader. But the rapid-fire onslaught of changing topics effectively relates what it's like to be President. This portion of the book is best digested in small portions.
Mr. Clinton writes with an easily readable, enjoyable style, often elliptically - similar to the way he speaks. It's no secret that this book was rushed into print. Frankly, it could have used a bit of editorial pruning. But it's better too have too much of a good thing than not enough. On the other hand, the abridged audiobook is a welcome alternative to the printed version. The experience is tighter, and Clinton's vocal style is a joy to listen to.
To paraphrase Henry Kissinger, I believe history will judge Bill Clinton in a kinder light than his contemporaries have.
The parallels to Clinton are uncanny. Clinton entered office as a recession came to its cyclical end, and enjoyed the peace dividend of our victory in the Cold War. The end of the S&L bailout (remember that?) that taxed our yearly deficit coupled with an internet boom set the stage for a REPUBLICAN Congress to balance the budget and assert fiscal discipline in Washington (Clinton NEVER proposed a balanced budget with a Democrat Congress, in fact his Labor Secretary, the self-appointed economic guru Robert Reisch stated the administration did not have balanced budgets as a goal in 1993). The economy roared, the stocket market rocketed, and by the time he left office our nation was in recession and suffering from his neglect of corporate corruption and unchecked terrorist activity.
Clinton cannot, and has not, pointed to anything specific he did to create the economic success of the 90s, it of course was accomplished by the hard work of the American people. His book attributes deep meaning and importance to his nearly every waking act since kindergarten. As the chief guardian of our constitution and nation's laws, he of course broke them then committed perjury to hide his crime. He was disbarred and impeached, yet Clinton calls this a badge of honor. Anyone who has the time and patience to wade through this unsettling testament to a true sociopath has essentially forfeited the right to complain about anything. Is it possible to admire this man, who solicited campaign donations from the Red Chinese through a conduit he installed in the Commerce Dept., and call yourself a patriot?
Clinton embodies the greedy immoral ethos of his generation that shames the honor of the great men who died and fought to make this country free. People who admire Clinton scorn a good man like Clarence Thomas despite the fact Clinton's known offenses of women make Thomas look celibate by comparison. While Clinton gets rich peddling his book and making corporate speeches, Bush is left to revitalize the bust economy and defeat the emboldened terrorists that Clinton willed to him.
It is hard to find any act of Clinton that is not self-serving, and this book continues the trend. He demands admiration and/or understanding for everything he has done, like a small insecure child demanding validation. One difference between Clinton and Harding is that Harding admitted he should never have been President. A truly honest book from Clinton would have come to the same conclusion.