|About the Book|
No one should be raised the way I was raised. My parents drank too much, and it made me ashamed. My mother took in laundry from the whorehouses in town. Dad was quiet and strong and worked the mines. Today, hed be diagnosed as depressed. He foughtMoreNo one should be raised the way I was raised. My parents drank too much, and it made me ashamed. My mother took in laundry from the whorehouses in town. Dad was quiet and strong and worked the mines. Today, hed be diagnosed as depressed. He fought it as long as he could, but when he couldnt take it anymore, and his body was broken along with his spirit, he shot himself in the head. He was fifty-nine. The president has squandered my respect. Twice I have called him a liar. Why? Because he has lied, to me and to America. If we cant say so, then what meaning do words have? In my view you are only as good as your word. And his word is no good.? Doesnt sound like a typical politician, does it? Let alone the Senate Majority Leader. But Harry Reids voice is flinty, real and passion-filled- his story is a remarkable one of overcoming longer-than-long odds- and he pulls no punches discussing America today. The Good Fight intertwines his own story, particularly his early life of abject poverty in the tiny mining town of Searchlight, Nevada, a place that boasted of thirteen brothels and no churches, with the cautionary tale of contemporary Washington, D.C. and, as Reid proclaims, If I can do nothing greater in this book than explain those two places to each other, then I will have done something important. He is inspired by obstacles. He hitchhiked 45 miles across open desert to get to high school. He worked full-time as a Capitol Hill policeman to support himself and his young family through George Washington law school, and when the school refused him financial aid, telling him that maybe he wasnt cut out for the law, he buckled down, finished early and got out of Washington, D.C. as fast as he could, saying he hated the place and didnt care if he ever came back. As the chairman of the Nevada Gaming Commission, he led an unrelenting fight to clean up Las Vegas, despite four years of constant death threats, and much worse.