Price: $40
Publisher: Penguin Press
It turns out the late historian, presidential assistant, and tireless party animal had a shiv in his pocket all those years that he was dining with Groucho Marx, chitchatting with Alger Hiss, getting down at Mick Jagger's, or helping plan the invasion of Cuba. He used it both artfully (Hubert Humphrey was "corrupted by the desire to please") and coarsely (Dan Quayle is "a rich jerk from Indiana"), but always with an absolute candor that lifts this book above the sanitized memoirs usually left behind by public figures.
