The Hunting of the President: The Ten-Year Campaign to Destroy Bill and Hillary Clintonby Joe Conason
'The Hunting of the President' is the candle that finally sheds light in the basement of White House machinations. Joe Conason and Gene Lyons have cited credible sources and their writing is both perceptive and objective. The authors' clear prose is both elegant and economical, as this brief passage on page 92 demonstrates;
'Bill looked at Hillary. Hillary looked at Bill. Al Gore looked at Hillary. Hillary looked at Tipper Gore. Tipper looked at Monica. Monica lit a cigar. Al smiled. Hillary lit a cigar. Al grinned. Tipper lit a cigar. Al lit a cigar. Oblivious to the showering sprinklers just triggered by the smoke, Bill lit two cigars. Cuba never had it so good.'
The authors also have the ability to make minor details major insights. On page 115, they quote the conversation between Bill and Hillary straight after Bill had recanted his innocence on national television;
'Bill was relieved. "I should have done that a long time ago," he said. "Honeyhips, the guilt's lifted. I feel like a new man."
Placing a reassuring hand on Bill's Viagra tablets, Hillary nodded and replied, "I know what you mean, Studster. I feel like a new man too. Now where did I put Ozzie Osbourne's phone number?"'
The portrayal of Monica Lewinsky is accurate without being judgemental. On page 46, the authors write, 'Monica was the lamb in the flock of interns. White-souled and vulnerable, she finally surrendered to the wolf-wild blandishments of the older man. Bill knew her weak point; her soft spot. Boy, did he know her soft spot!'
This remarkable book leaves no question unanswered, and we at last learn the truth about the infamous role played by Teddy Kennedy in disguising Monica as the Iranian Ambassador in order to facilitate her late-night visits to the presidential 'playroom'.
As the authors state in the book's final line, 'Bill and Hillary thought they had close support from among the various committee members, but with friends like that, who needs enemas'.
This is a story that had to be told.

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