Like Robin, I too went to Capitol Hill after my college graduation. And I was lucky, I didn't end up the appointment secretary like a lot of young females. I started out as a legislative correspondent. So I picked up this book with great interest. I was a little stunned at the partying that goes on among these young staffers, but after reflection I had to admit, we partied a lot too. We just didn't have designer drugs and social media. There is no question I saw the misogyny, or sexism, on Capitol Hill right away; when you put talented, hard-working, ambitious, young men and women, all from good schools, on an equal playing field, the games begin, and they can be rough. Sex is the first weapon used. How? Get the female staffer romatically interested in you, sleep with her, then weaken her position in the office. The other weapons used are power and money - which kid comes from the biggest donors? They're practically made chief of staff before they even attend their first committee hearing. And they are often a male.
So I was grateful to Robin, a male writer, to point out the discouraging, disheartening way men in power deal with one of their own, and the accusation of rape. However, I felt the route to his point was spent on the lead character too long. I was confused at first, was Cam a liberal? A feminist? Is he a sociopath? Is he white or something else? (This will get answered.) What is his goal - just to fit in with over-educated young Hill staffers, all clamoring to make the world a better place? Is he gay, bi-sexual, or just an opportunist, who will use whatever means he can to achieve his goal? Good friend or asshole? Why was he even on the Hill - he didn't have a clear goal for going to D.C. - he seemed to despise the D.C. environment. Cam's goals and true soul were unclear to me; I was even confused how he got the internship in the first place, especially given the reveal at the end about his college career.
I thought the wider backdrop of selecting the next Supreme Court justice, was right for the story, and gave a good view of politics in Washington - ugly and lacerating. But the other side story of the young staffer who ponders killing his powerful uncle, diverted the story for me. So did the Lisa character - I don' t know why she was there. And her name so similar to Liz's - was that on purpose? Perhaps I missed the use of these devices.
For much of the book, we are horrified at the racist abuse that Charlie receives from his employer, so I thought the story about his football days was a last-minute effort by the author to demonize Charlie, just to tie up the dramatic event at the end. I think this point should have arisen sooner.
At first I thought Liz was a one-dimensional character; the perfect young woman for an ambitious young man: sexy, pretty, daringly flirtatious, whip smart, hella confident, and quick with a witty put-down. A modern-day male fantasy. However, it wasn't until the end, when Robin describes Liz's life in detail, did the best and most interesting writing in the book start. Liz, her motivations, and this story, come into focus. My interest picked up. Then, the intense story of Liz and her college neighbor, where "sh*t gets real" as they say, is where Mr. Peguero's powers peak. Liz's success at the end was almost a little too "Count of Monte Cristo" for me, but given Robin's description of women in the past who have done everything everything right to prove they were raped by a powerful man, and still get shamed into oblivion, made me understand Liz's motivations better. As a female myself, I want to make clear, I do know not all men are bad. Liz thinks so. But when females and males all compete in the same industry for power, men will resort to their easiest advantages to win. Sadly, in the 21st century, we still have a lot of re-thinking to do about power and gender, and how to use it. One could say the ultimate point in the story is dark, but think how Nicole Brown Simpson took pictures and wrote diary entries of her abuse, and had dozens of witnesses, with her attacker leaving a trail of his and her blood from her house to his. Yet one of America's best football players got acquitted of murder. We have a long way to go folks. Thanks Robin Perguero, for shining a light on the intense and ugly complexity of power and gender, even in a world where women have more positions of power than ever in history.