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Lanny Davis was famous in 2008 for going on the teevee to defend his friends and clients, The Clintons, from the biases of the O-BOTS, and making a fool of himself. Once fired, he would go on Huffington Post or The Hill or Politico and write a column about how Obama was shameful and deserved no delegates because of Common Law. SO WHAT’S HE DOIN’ NOW? Oh just writing hilarious glowing reviews of his son’s book about basketball. It’s part of the Larry Bird-Magic Johnson-rivalry-as-culture-war athletic nonfiction subgenre that examines how white people hate black people and vice versa.

Lanny opens with about 50 “full disclosures” and justifications of why he is writing this dumb thing on his political blog for The Hill. Well, here it is: “The fact is, while I love my son, I would love his book even if I weren’t his father, because it is about more than a basketball game or sports.” This would not fly in basically any conflict-of-interest test, but who gives a fuck, anyway:

The book reads more like a novel than a non-fiction account of an athletic event. It’s more about character development than just about sports. At times, it takes on the feel of a “whodunit?” mystery — forcing the reader to keep turning easy-to-read pages and chapters into the wee hours to figure out, How did this clash of titans happen? Where are they now? How do they feel today about the memories? […]

Get chills reading this? Son or no son, I sure did.

On a scale of 1 to 900, Lanny Davis gives his son Seth’s book an A+ with unicorn blood frosting and a Starburst glaze.

When March Went Mad — Seth Davis’s Page-Turner on Magic vs. Larry Contest [The Hill]

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  1. It’s part of the Larry Bird-Magic Johnson-rivalry-as-culture-war athletic nonfiction subgenre that examines how white people hate black people and vice versa.

    Puhleeze Jim, if I want Chuck Klosterman, I’ll read Gawker.

  2. At a Davis family gathering, if father and son stood together close as if for a photo, one person would be able to punch both in the cock.

  3. Gee, maybe I should have asked my mom to write all my recommendation letters for college and law school, and be my reference for jobs. As long as she had said “I would think Dogless is great even if I were not her mom” then that would be OK. Everyone would take her opinion seriously.

    I mean WTF? There was NO ONE ELSE to review this? This actually makes me want not to read it.

  4. This would be a great book if the ending was Larry Bird & Magic Johnson teamed up to come over to the Davis household to give Lanny a wedgie.

  5. I am in favor of complete separation between religion and state. Sports is like a religion.

    I am perfectly happy with Lanny Davis reviewing books about sports written by his relatives. Exclusively.

  6. [re=268199]Doglessliberal[/re]: Just read Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs by that auto-erotic-Klosterman-furry. He talked about the same idea waaaay back in 2003, and he’s still just as boring.

  7. “At times, it takes on the feel of a “whodunit?” mystery — forcing the reader to keep turning easy-to-read pages and chapters into the wee hours to figure out. At other times it reads like a sadistic perverted sex fantasy by the Marquis de Sade: we read on and curse ourselves for reading but just can’t stop. Then after that it reads like a Julie Child recipe. And after that it reads like New England Clam Chowder smells. And then later it reads like minutes to a meeting of the Federal Reserve. I mean it’s that good, people!”

  8. I’m pretty sure Theodor Geisel got the same sort of review from his dad…you know, who WASN’T a wackjob political hack. I also believe his books might be more socially relevant, than yet another nostalgic sports book.

  9. Lanny Davis’ missive read like the lower depths of Dante’s Inferno if the lowest circle of hell was occupied by complete waterhead sociopaths.

  10. Lanny Davis is proof that prostitution is not only the oldest profession but covers the sucking gamete of metaphysical to physical dicks.

  11. While I love MY kid, I would care about the color and consistency of his poop even if he weren’t my kid because no kid ever had more interesting stuff coming out of him.

  12. [re=268251]ManchuCandidate[/re]: Wait! I think you meant ‘gamut’ (“an entire range or series”) instead of ‘gamete’ (“a mature male or female germ cell..”). However, it’s even more inspiring in the original.

  13. “Where are they now?” Really, Lanny?

    One of them is a prominent (and bad) NBA analyst on teevee and the other one is the general manager of an NBA team. These guys didn’t exactly fucking disappear.

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