What unfortunate timing for Bill Clinton—the release of his long-awaited book just after the Reagan ceremony and eulogies, the content of which made Clinton’s legacy seem even less consequential and, in fact, pretty small by comparison, a smallness that I believe history will remember about him and his Presidency. I have no interest in reading it, but comments from the reviews I have read in The Houston Chronicle and The New York Times offer no surprises. It appears to be stereotypically Clinton: “a very large canvas with an exceedingly small brush”, “sloppy”, “under-edited”, “self-indulgent”, “narcissistic”, etc.—the consummate 1990’s guy with an ego bordering on the pathological.
