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This review is from: Diaries: In Power 1983-1992 (Paperback)
If the late, great Alan Clark had never existed, someone needed to invent him. A clever, verbose, rich, well-connected Lothario whose life was peppered with famous names and places, AC could have come straight from some Mary Sue novelette. You can tell I admire him, but he clearly has his faults. At times reading these diaries, you can see the real snob in him, looking down upon the lower echelons (of which I am one) with a waspish disdain. Yet as you progress through this compelling book, I believe he's not all black and white. He hates yobbos - who doesn't? He ran a large estate yet disliked bloodsports. He condemns the throwing on the scrapheap of working class men from numerous depleted industries. He's cynical and at times a whinger. But he's also blunt and very entertaining. All those parliamentarian's are brought to earth with a bump, at least in the reader's esteem, as Mr Clark calls them names such as "fat creep" and much worse. This book serves as an interesting fly-on-wall account of the Thatcher years, and more importantly, of the Machiavellian shufflings that led to her downfall.
AC passed away in 1999 but I recall one of his last appearances on Question Time. He was so sharp, quick witted and sarcastic that the audience were eating out of his hand - very few politicans of any ideology can claim to do that.
I'm into politics, so to me this book is worth 5 stars. If you're not, you may only rate it at a "measly" 4.