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<text id=90TT1666>
<title>
June 25, 1990: Mud Pie Eaters
</title>
<history>
TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1990
June 25, 1990 Who Gives A Hoot?
</history>
<article>
<source>Time Magazine</source>
<hdr>
BOOKS, Page 73
Mud Pie Eaters
</hdr>
<body>
<qt>
<l>FIRST HUBBY</l>
<l>by Roy Blount Jr.</l>
<l>Villard; 286 pages; $18.95</l>
</qt>
<p> Let's see. Marilyn Quayle, furious because George dumped
Dan in '92, is over in Libya conspiring with Gaddafi. Gorby
gave the U.S.S.R. his best shot, but it didn't work, so he
defected, took a publishing job in Manhattan, and is dating
Susan Sarandon. Noriega beat his drug rap, as we all knew he
would, and is back in power in Panama. At the White House,
President Clementine Fox is brooding about sending troops to
dislodge him, and her peacenik husband Guy, the First Hubby,
sourly tells her, "Have yourself a merry little isthmus." Got
all that? Oh, yes, and Clementine became President when her
running mate, the victorious Democratic candidate, was brained
by a fish (no assassination, just a 13-lb. porgy ex machina
sucked up by a waterspout and dumped on him by fate and a
desperate author).
</p>
<p> As a sitnov, First Hubby may be about three bricks shy of a
load, which is the title of one of Roy Blount Jr.'s amiable
volumes of uptown down-home humor. Still, Blount is good company
whatever he's writing, even if his puns ("Li Pung lizards!" as
a comment on Clementine's China policy) hit the wall and dribble
down like tossed eggs. And even if some of the jokes are merely
gags (he wants to make love, she has a headache, he's hurt, and
she says no, a political headache: she has to fire the Defense
Secretary). That is a lot of evens, evened out by an unexpected
development, which is that the two main characters actually come
to life and play a convincing love story. Clementine is charming
but alarming, like most Presidents, and Guy, a writer blocked
by prudence and the Secret Service, is rueful and funny. He
successfully conveys his secret to the reader: why First Ladies'
portraits look that way--why Abigail Powers Fillmore, for
instance, "looks like she has just been induced, for the good
of the nation, to eat a dozen mud pies."
</p>
<p>By John Skow.
</p>
</body>
</article>
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