I have always considered Newman, along with the likes of Rex Murphy, to be that eminence grise who has the intellectual capacity and the literary charm to effectively and completely assess public figures, especially those that need a good dressing down. His latest book is a compilation of columns and articles, produced over the years, that get to the heart of what it personally means to be in the public eye. Reading these very pithy and funny commentaries on the lives of such roguish notables as Nelson Skalbania, Bill Vander Zalm, Bud Mcdougal, Kim Campbell, Jack Pickersgill, and Brian Mulroney takes us into a world where egos are paper thin, scruples a lost art, and grey matter doesn't really matter. These and other so-called social and political movers and shakers all had one thing in common: the ability to impress us with their self-acclaimed distinct qualities and tastes, that is, until Newman comes to the rescue. Newman, with rapier wit and gallows humor, proceeds to dismantle the myth behind the much touted legends of Canadian history in such people as Sir George Simpson, Sir Herbert Holt and Sir Harry Oaks. Nothing is spared as the reader is allowed to delve into those less flattering parts of Canadian society that he has become privy to: greed, dishonesty, corruption, eccentricity, vanity, and ineptitude. I had an especially great time going through the life and times of Conrad Black and Nelson Skalbania as they strove to build empires out of nothing but a fanciful notion and a good line or two. I highly recommend this book for what it discloses about the power of people to persuade and influence when only a little bit of the truth is really known.