Due to the stunning success of her recent book, What Happened, which received nothing but five star reviews on Amazon, Hillary Clinton has responded to the public adulation and demand for her thoughts on last year’s election by quickly penning a sequel. I, Victim sees her carrying on the theme of her unexpected loss, but this time she takes the reader on an even deeper personal journey into the reasons, and the agony she has consequently suffered, having been denied her birthright. Below is an exclusive extract.
Believe me, I’ve really reflected long and hard about what happened. I’ve spent a lot of hours looking in the mirror, asking myself if there was any fault on my part. But I have to tell you that after I was done with this hard and searching appraisal, the honest answer was still no.
I mean, I hear people talk about things like Benghazi, and the missing emails, and my relationship to Goldman Sachs, and the time as a lawyer that I got a man I knew to be a rapist off the hook, and the time I laughed at the gruesome death of Gadaffi. I’ve even heard some people use the word corrupt to describe me. Even though that’s hurtful, I understand as a politician that not everyone is going to approve of everything I do. So hard though it is, I’ve had to live with it. And I’m bearing up.
As everyone knows, all politicians make mistakes and I’ll be the first to admit that I’m only human. Not that I’m saying those things were mistakes, but in the eyes of some they may have appeared to be. Yet despite all my reflecting, all my agonising soul-searching, I still can’t see how any of these things could really explain why I won the election, but lost the electoral college vote. Let me emphasise that: I won the election. If it hadn’t been for the Founding Fathers and the frankly bizarre system they came up with, I’d be in the White House right now.
But I digress. No, it cannot have been those alleged transgressions that made me win the election but lose the weird, almost patriarchal system set up by the Founding Fathers. There must be something else – and that something else has to be outside of me.
I suppose you could say that’s stating the obvious.
You know, I talked in the last book and in TV interviews and magazine interviews and at book signings and on social media and to anyone and everyone about many of these reasons before. I don’t really need to rehearse them here. You know: Putin. Assange. Russia. Alex Jones. The alt-right. The media. The conservative right. James Comey. The patriarchy. The awful reluctance of people who hold mysogynistic views to see a woman break that glass ceiling.
Then there were other less obvious villains of the piece, but villains nonetheless. There was Bernie Sanders, who tried to steal the nomination from me. There was Barack Obama who could have given me much more of his time to campaign, but was apparently busy with other things. And then there were all those people who went out and voted for Donald Trump, instead of giving me the chance to be the first woman President.
But although these things all contributed, after a lot of soul-searching and asking painful questions, I’ve come to the conclusion that there’s an even bigger reason than all of this. It’s the thing that connects all the dots together. I call it “The total refusal to accept when the establishment and the experts are trying to tell you something that you really need to listen to and believe.” Let me explain.
It all made sense to me when someone mentioned that I should go read the book 1984. They said it might do me some good and explain some things to me. And boy were they right.
What fascinated me about the plot was that it’s so similar to what happened during last year’s election. You have a character — George Orwell I think his name is. And the authorities and experts are practically begging him to believe them. All he has to do is see that they are right and say that they are right. Yet what does he do? He just refuses.
Despite their increasingly desperate, and I think noble, attempts to get him to see things from their point of view, and to accept his place under them, it’s like he’s just impervious to reason. Unfortunately, because of his attitude, in the end they have to take drastic steps to correct him. We could debate the rightness or wrongness of that, of course, but in the end the book ends on a happy note when we see this man Orwell finally come round to their way of thinking. In fact, I think he ends by loving them and the expert opinions they’ve explained to him.
In many ways I think that this is the story of our times. In my view, the main character, Orwell, is a very appropriate symbol of how millions of people think today. They’ve been hoodwinked and brainwashed by many different sources of propaganda into distrusting the authorities and the experts. They call the media fake news, for example.
And basically I think that explains what happened last year. Just like this Orwell character, there were millions of people who just wouldn’t accept what the establishment was saying, and what the media were saying, and what the experts in the TV studios were saying, which was that they should all vote for me. Just like Orwell, they allowed themselves to become deaf to reason. Just like him, it may well be that the only thing that would bring them to their senses would be to have a cage of rats strapped to their heads. I’m not suggesting we necessarily need to go that far, but considering that I lost (the misogynistic electoral college vote, not the election), it might be time to look at what could be done. The alternative could be that we’ll lose that very precious thing we call democracy.
You know I wish this would all have had the kind of happy ending we read in 1984. It would have been so good to see all those people, instead of accepting the propaganda, come out and say, “You know I was wrong and the establishment and the experts were right. I now love them, and I will go and cast my vote to put Mrs Clinton in the White House, where she belongs.” But of course not everything does have a happy ending, and I’ll have to bear the scars of betrayal and defiance from so many people for the rest of my life.
Yet I’m determined to bear it well. And so you’ll not hear me whining or complaining about it for longer than is necessary. Yes, I’m a victim. That’s obvious. But I’m a victim who’s determined to wear her victimhood with such dignity and honor, that even my worst enemies will be forced to confess that considering all I’ve been through, I may have suffered much, but I suffered it well.
In the next exciting excerpt, Mrs Clinton explains how even through her suffering, she has no bitterness towards those who robbed her of her rightful crown, but as part of the healing process she intends to embark on a world tour garnering sympathy for the awful wrong that has been done to her.