The NYT Book Review, like the lonely guy who arrives stag to the swinger's ball, has decided to jumpstart some potentially unwanted leg-humping action by posting on NYT.com their forthcoming piece on the Bill Clinton autobiography (or "autobiography"), two weeks before the review is due for print. A very loaded choice, considering the rather partisan pounding the book got in the daily paper. We'll just call it a retraction, but you can call it a symptom of either the NYT's charming multifacetedness or its chronic and dire schizophrenia. You decide!

I'd summarize or quote from the review, because it looks kind of smart and shiny when I squint at it — but, really, I'd rather get the cigar treatment from Clinton than read his book. We'll stick with blogger TMFTML's Clinton-meets-Faulkner condensed version ourselves.
Confessions of a Policy Wonk [NYT]