I knew of Ed Rollins before I even picked up this book. Ed Rollins, yeah... that guy. Yet another political pundit often gracing my television screen, spouting opinions and analyses with what background I knew not.
Now I know.
Ed Rollins' main claim to fame is the election of Ronald Reagan. He then was engaged in the non-election of Michael Huffington in California, Christie Todd Whitman in New Jersey and, here's a hoot, the presidential race of Ross Perot.
I picked the book up on a whim. I'm a bit of a political junkee. I figured... why not?
It was an interesting read, though I've got to tell you, this guy is so in love with himself a casual reader might want to be forewarned.
Though he spends endless words describing his mistakes and horrible choices, this reader was not fooled. In the end it was the stupid Ross Perot who derailed his presidential bid; or the self-absorbed Arriana Huffington (wife of Michael), or the too-involved husband of Ms. Whitman—all other parties besides the author, who did in their own campaigns.
What amused me was the story behind the stories of many of these same political pundits who guest on "Meet the Press" to give background to fools like me. Arriana Huffington—what a hoot. I'd seen this woman often enough with her thick accent and amazing knowledge of American politics. In this book I discovered she is a mean and ruthless conniver, determined to get elected via a handy husband vehicle.
Christie Todd Whitman, once in charge of Bush's EPA... a rich bitch with no clue about us little guys? Who woulda thunk?
Ross Perot didn't have a clue, so the author would have us believe. Actually, I believe it. I voted for Mr. Perot once, one of the dumber things I'd ever done in my life.