The White House is a place where risks and rewards are “perilously” skewed, says Litt. Then he treats us to a story where sentence structure gone wrong pissess off a sovereign nation and makes headlines—proving his point.
A speechwriter’s memoir from a guy whose first job out of college was at the White House, Thanks, Obama, is Littered (pun intended) with hilarious metaphors and self-aware prose. As one would expect, Litt’s a fantastic writer. He says his job is to make complexity simple, and in Thanks, Obama, he shows off his prowess in a hilarious and quick read. This memoir is about coming of age on the job and the acknowledgment that the world’s most powerful people are human and how scary is that.
You have to read for yourself, but a few of the LOL/aww lines:
“It was as if Catholics and Protestants had split, and she’d responded by turning to Satan.”
“The question of whether I belonged seemed less important than the fact that I was here.”
“Imagine if a bank branch mated with a country club and raised a perfect child. That’s the Republican National Committee.”
“As far as I can tell, the DNC headquarters was designed by someone who had never seen a building before.”
“The glassy look in their eyes suggested a decidedly informal approach to human life.”
“Washingtonians are united by the season-long schvitz they take each year.”
“Change comes from people who set a worthy goal, put themselves in a position to achieve it, and keep working long after the warm and fuzzy feelings disappear.”