In the twilight of the Reagan era, as prospects appear brighter than ever for a Democratic restoration, the lawyers, lobbyists, advisers and socialites of Washington are looking ahead -- but over their shoulders, too. With good reason. Charlie Dingleman, a former congressman, has gotten a tantalizing job offer that could rescue him from the drudgery of lawyering. But he's being shadowed by an increasingly unsavory rumor started by Judith Grust, a young associate at Charlie's firm. Judith has a few dark secrets of her own, like one she shares with Hank Morriday, a lazy, shiftless welfare policy expert. That helps to drive Hank into the orbit of Candy Romulade, a P.R. executive paralyzed by a dwindling client list. Then Candy signs up a veteran local anchorman, who has a very peculiar view of the world. As these men and women collide in a lusty, mad scramble, their savage ambitions and reversals of fortune test the idea that there's no such thing as bad publicity. The result, Bad Publicity, is a pitch-perfect, often poignant novel in the classic Swiftian mold.
This starts off as a funny portrait of several different and very recognizable Washington types: the unrecognized think-tank wonk, the ambitious young attorney, the underwhelming hack former Congressman, the star struck PR girl, etc. Unfortunately, it gets just a little too outlandish at the end as it tries to weave these archetypes into a compelling story.
"There are (virtually) no humans in Washington D.C." is probably a good way to sum up this political/media satire. Enjoyed some very funny dry lines sprinkled throughout, but the delusional self-regard of nearly all the characters gave me a vaguely sick feeling for the week I was reading this.
Story set in Washington during the months leading up to the 1988 presidential election. Lots of intrigue and inside thoughts on the world that is/was Washington D.C. in the late 1980s.