Cherie Blair’s memoir

If a reviewer as well disposed toward Cherie Blair could say what Bel Mooney says in her review of Mrs. Blair’s autobiography, I wonder what the myriad people who dislike her say about it. I remember how, to my surprise and pleasure, even the liberal-leaning movie The Queen portrayed the truly unpleasant, nasty leftist Cherie—as a truly unpleasant, nasty leftist. Yet compared to the likely next First Lady of the United States (likely in the aftermath of McCain’s straight talk yesterday about amnesty), Cherie is a princess.

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Adela G. writes:

I, too, was delighted to see Cherie Blair portrayed in The Queen as I’d always imagined her behaving in private—as a shrill, domineering parvenu. But any comparison between her and the grievance-mongering Michelle makes it clear that the Brits got off easy with having Mrs. Blair as the equivalent of First Lady.

We seemed doomed to a minimum four year sentence of Michelle as First Lady. I can’t recall off-hand anyone in the public venue who has been given so much by his or her country and who feels so little gratitude toward it as Michelle. Even Cherie doesn’t come off as an ingrate. Five more years of Michelle’s complaints and condescension, followed by her husband’s outright insults and veiled threats toward anyone who dares criticize her offensive public utterances, how lovely.

Anti-American African-Americans in the White House—the logical outcome of everything the liberals have striven for these last four decades.

Posted by Lawrence Auster at May 23, 2008 01:24 PM | Send