I may be showing my political colors with this choice. Yes, I also eagerly devoured both of Barack Obama’s books in 2006–7. However, in my defense, I have also read memoirs by Laura Bush and Sarah Palin, both of which, like this, are rumored to have been ghostwritten. (In her acknowledgments Clinton mentions Lissa Muscatine as “Responsible for many of the words in my speeches as First Lady and in this book”.)
The first few chapters, about Clinton’s early years and college days, are rather plodding, but once she meets Bill at Yale Law School in 1971 things pick up, and I found the whole informative and diverting. By this point she’d switched allegiances, having grown up with a conservative father and been active in the Young Republicans in high school. I hadn’t realized that Clinton was an accomplished lawyer in her own right, focusing on women’s and children’s rights and family law. She also got early tastes of life in Washington, D.C., interning there in 1968 and then being hired as a researcher on the impeachment case against Richard Nixon – an experience that, ironically, came in handy three decades later.
Even before Bill was elected governor of Arkansas, Clinton felt the usual working woman’s dilemma between supporting her husband and having her own independent career. She kept the name “Rodham” for the first years of their marriage but eventually, under pressure from advisors in Arkansas, agreed to add Bill’s last name. She is honest and self-deprecating about image issues she had throughout Bill’s governorship and presidency: times she put her foot in her mouth (“You know, I suppose I could have stayed home and baked cookies and had teas, but what I decided to do was fulfill my profession, which I entered before my husband was in public life,” she said in a presidential campaign interview in Chicago), hairstyles gone wrong, ways she was misunderstood, how she was damned if she did and damned if she didn’t.
Inevitably, a good chunk of the book is devoted to the investigations that plagued the Clinton administration, starting with Whitewater. There’s no doubt about it: Kenneth Starr is the villain of this book. Clinton regrets consenting to the independent counsel in the first place, but also believes partisan voices used investigation as “a weapon of political destruction.” She is also able to separate her personal hurt from the legality of the impeachment hearing, and asserts that impeachment charges should never have been brought in Bill’s case.
Clinton was a whole new breed of First Lady. For one thing, she chaired the committee for Bill’s health care bill, which flopped due to partisan politics; it could be argued that we’re still suffering from the fallout today. She also made state visits on Bill’s behalf to South Asia and Central Europe (her staff joked that she was sent to the small, poor and dangerous places). Her speech on behalf of women’s rights in Beijing is still a touchstone for international feminism. It was part of what she called the “humanization of politics.”
Writing in 2003, Clinton pinpointed trends that have only become more evident in the years since: a widening gap between the Left and Right in America, with conservatives becoming more entrenched in anti-intellectualism and seemingly trying to turn the clock back on social progress; and unwillingness to compromise on cross-party initiatives. She also felt that Bill suffered from personal attacks on his legitimacy, something that also happened to Obama.
There aren’t a whole lot of funny moments in the book, but a couple anecdotes I particularly enjoyed were Clinton desperately trying to avoid meeting Fidel Castro at Nelson Mandela’s inauguration party, and Bill being packed in dry ice so he could fly to Helsinki to meet with Boris Yeltsin even though he had a torn quadriceps. I was also surprised to learn that missile strikes against Osama bin Laden’s Afghanistan training camps began as early as August 1998, and missed taking him out by just a few hours. Imagine how different the future would have been had he been killed then.
The eight years of Bill’s presidency are very much the focus of the book, which ends with her and Bill saying a final farewell to the White House. By this point, though, Clinton had fought a successful campaign to be New York’s newest senator, so she left with a new mission in hand. I picked up a secondhand copy of Hard Choices the other week and look forward to learning more about her time as a senator and then as Obama’s Secretary of State.
Favorite lines:
(after her speech at her Wellesley graduation) “The accolades and attacks turned out to be a preview of things to come: I have never been as good as or as bad as my most fervid supporters and opponents claimed.”
“It seemed that people could perceive me only as one thing or the other—either a hardworking professional woman or a conscientious and caring hostess.”
“I struggled to understand how I had become such a lightning rod for people’s anger.”