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Childhood's Rend--Memories of the Dog Star--Fictionalized Version 6.66 An Alternate History Memoir By Bill Clinton’s “Nemesis” and “Arch-Enemy” Of What Was/Is/Will Be---Or Might Have Been---In The Tangled/Meshed Lives And Times Of Jack Clifford And "The Other" (Bill Clinton)

Childhood's Rend--Memories of the Dog Star--Fictionalized Version 6.66 An Alternate History Memoir By Bill Clinton’s “Nemesis” and “Arch-Enemy” Of What Was/Is/Will Be---Or Might Have Been---In The Tangled/Meshed Lives And Times Of Jack Clifford And "The Other" (Bill Clinton)

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BOOK REVIEWS
OF
CHILDHOOD'S REND: MEMORIES OF THE DOG STAR
By Jack Clifford. Copyright (c) 2006. All Rights Reserved.


An Alternate History Memoir By Bill Clinton’s “Nemesis” and “Arch-Enemy” Of What Was/Is/Will Be---Or Might Have Been---In The Tangled/Meshed Lives And Times Of Jack Clifford And "The Other" (Bill Clinton)


"From simply scanning the book quite hurriedly, I'd say that it is a weird and zany and whimsical and satirical and sarcastic and farcical and hilarious and poignant and sometimes a heart-rending, gut-clinching mixture of historical fact and hyperbolic literary fiction blended and spiced with semi-autobiographical, pseudo-science fiction, quasi-philosophical, anti-Cristan, pro-Cristan, tangentially genealogical, unquestionably lyrical and even poetical, and sometimes disgustingly political and polemical materials, which, of course, reflects perfectly the weird program that the engineers at Creation Technologies Laboratory, Unlimited have chosen to install into this one."

Retep Fisher, Book Critic, The Naveah Chronicle.


"I had always wondered what a book written by Wilhelm Falkner after meeting Jimmy Swiggert at a Star Trek convention would be like. Now I know."

Miller Stanley, Book Critic, New Yorke Daily Post.


"Compelling and prescient, the book is a riveting, prodigious tour de force of fact and fiction that defies pigeon-holing. Writing as if in a parallel universe, author Jack Clifford vividly and sensitively recalls a poignant and sometimes hilarious montage of unforgettable ragtag "outcasts" and "misfits" from his impoverished childhood in the rural community of Bug Tussle, Arkansa.

Yet, the "Bug Tussle" stories are only one aspect of the book. For Bill Clinton afficionadas (and enemies alike) here is a memoir written by the press/media-crowned "arch-enemy" and "nemesis" of the 42nd president, Clinton's fellow Oxford scholar whom Hillary Clinton envisioned at the center of what she called "the vast right-wing conspiracy".

For the first time, Clifford makes public three previously private letters, two to Bill and one to Hillary, that he Fed-Exed to the White House in 1994. While the letters explicitly reject a prophetic label, they are in retrospect prophetic indeed in that they predict impeachment in the absence of what Clifford calls a "fundamental change" by the 42nd president.

But was Clifford the center of some vast conspiracy dedicated to bringing down Bill Clinton? You may very well have a different perspective after reading Jack Clifford's riveting book with its perplexingly mysterious and amusingly satirical Da Vinci Code twist about the "endtimes" and "666" and those extremists, on both the right and the left, who fearfully tremble at the devil under every demonized Bush (or Clinton). As Clifford, however, observes, 'Each of us possesses devils, do we not, even if they do not possess us?'

Sensitively and thoughtfully, Clifford raises and engages such universal themes as home, faith and doubt, belief and unbelief, despair and hope, forgiveness, grace, time and eternity, and many more.

In short, this is a "must read" for those who want to know more about Jack Clifford, now only an insignificant and forgotten footnote in Bill Clinton's history.

In this quixotic memoir, Clifford presents his multi-dimensional Self in what he calls "all my unadorned shame and glory" through his recounting of a religiously hypocritical community's treatment of its "outcasts".

Throughout the book, Clifford comes across as an intense, sincere, idealistic, transparent, and complexedly multi-faceted person who--like his book---is not easily understood or categorized."

Will Cample, Editor and Book Critic, Los Angels Times.


"Belly-laughingly hilarious political satire appertif is sandwiched among and served up with an entre pastiche of poignantly weird, disturbingly universal Dogpatch characters lolling about Bug Tussle, a remote 1950's Arkansas commu
BOOK REVIEWS
OF
CHILDHOOD'S REND: MEMORIES OF THE DOG STAR
By Jack Clifford. Copyright (c) 2006. All Rights Reserved.


An Alternate History Memoir By Bill Clinton’s “Nemesis” and “Arch-Enemy” Of What Was/Is/Will Be---Or Might Have Been---In The Tangled/Meshed Lives And Times Of Jack Clifford And "The Other" (Bill Clinton)


"From simply scanning the book quite hurriedly, I'd say that it is a weird and zany and whimsical and satirical and sarcastic and farcical and hilarious and poignant and sometimes a heart-rending, gut-clinching mixture of historical fact and hyperbolic literary fiction blended and spiced with semi-autobiographical, pseudo-science fiction, quasi-philosophical, anti-Cristan, pro-Cristan, tangentially genealogical, unquestionably lyrical and even poetical, and sometimes disgustingly political and polemical materials, which, of course, reflects perfectly the weird program that the engineers at Creation Technologies Laboratory, Unlimited have chosen to install into this one."

Retep Fisher, Book Critic, The Naveah Chronicle.


"I had always wondered what a book written by Wilhelm Falkner after meeting Jimmy Swiggert at a Star Trek convention would be like. Now I know."

Miller Stanley, Book Critic, New Yorke Daily Post.


"Compelling and prescient, the book is a riveting, prodigious tour de force of fact and fiction that defies pigeon-holing. Writing as if in a parallel universe, author Jack Clifford vividly and sensitively recalls a poignant and sometimes hilarious montage of unforgettable ragtag "outcasts" and "misfits" from his impoverished childhood in the rural community of Bug Tussle, Arkansa.

Yet, the "Bug Tussle" stories are only one aspect of the book. For Bill Clinton afficionadas (and enemies alike) here is a memoir written by the press/media-crowned "arch-enemy" and "nemesis" of the 42nd president, Clinton's fellow Oxford scholar whom Hillary Clinton envisioned at the center of what she called "the vast right-wing conspiracy".

For the first time, Clifford makes public three previously private letters, two to Bill and one to Hillary, that he Fed-Exed to the White House in 1994. While the letters explicitly reject a prophetic label, they are in retrospect prophetic indeed in that they predict impeachment in the absence of what Clifford calls a "fundamental change" by the 42nd president.

But was Clifford the center of some vast conspiracy dedicated to bringing down Bill Clinton? You may very well have a different perspective after reading Jack Clifford's riveting book with its perplexingly mysterious and amusingly satirical Da Vinci Code twist about the "endtimes" and "666" and those extremists, on both the right and the left, who fearfully tremble at the devil under every demonized Bush (or Clinton). As Clifford, however, observes, 'Each of us possesses devils, do we not, even if they do not possess us?'

Sensitively and thoughtfully, Clifford raises and engages such universal themes as home, faith and doubt, belief and unbelief, despair and hope, forgiveness, grace, time and eternity, and many more.

In short, this is a "must read" for those who want to know more about Jack Clifford, now only an insignificant and forgotten footnote in Bill Clinton's history.

In this quixotic memoir, Clifford presents his multi-dimensional Self in what he calls "all my unadorned shame and glory" through his recounting of a religiously hypocritical community's treatment of its "outcasts".

Throughout the book, Clifford comes across as an intense, sincere, idealistic, transparent, and complexedly multi-faceted person who--like his book---is not easily understood or categorized."

Will Cample, Editor and Book Critic, Los Angels Times.


"Belly-laughingly hilarious political satire appertif is sandwiched among and served up with an entre pastiche of poignantly weird, disturbingly universal Dogpatch characters lolling about Bug Tussle, a remote 1950's Arkansas commu

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FIRST “FINAL” REVISED
 
ROUGH DRAFTFictionalized VersionVersion 6.66March 15, 2006 Update
CHILDHOOD’S REND: MEMORIES OF THEDOG STAR 
By Jack Clifford
Copyright © 2006 by Jack Clifford 
 
“By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion. How shall we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land?”
Psalms 137:1-4.
The lowly and invincible of the Harth---to endure and endure and endure, tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.” Wilhelm Falkner’s “Tomorrow” short story.The Second Coming (by William Butler Yates)Turning and turning in the widening gyreThe falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhereThe ceremony of innocence is drowned;The best lack all conviction, while the worst  Are full of passionate intensity.Surely some revelation is at hand;Surely the Second Coming is at hand.The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out When a vast image out of Spiritus MundiTroubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert  A shape with lion body and the head of a man, A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun, Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it  Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.The darkness drops again; but now I knowThat twenty centuries of stony sleepWere vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?Other Bethlehems (by Hugh McDiarmid)Who knows on whichever Bethlehem Earth twinkles like a star tonight  An' whichever shepherds lift their heads In its unearthly light? Beyond all the stars our eyes can see '  An' farther than their lights can fly, In many a strange world tonight The fateful young children cry. In many a strange world The sky turns black as pitch at noon, An' sideways on their chests the headsOf endless Christs roll down. An' when the earth's as cold’s the moon An' all its folks are long since dead,On countless stars the babe must cry An' the Crucified must bleed.
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DEDICATION
To my beautiful and loving daughters, Weather and Lenox, I dedicate this book,that you might remember 
home
, and to those afar off, so many as may venture forth fromyour wombs to spiral down the long slithering light-rays of Sil’s slowly-dying star. It ismy simple but profound hope,
indeed my faith
, that you, my children and my progeny, inreading my paltry words will remember not only the writer, in all his unadorned shameand glory, but also will remember 
home
, and in remembering that recall and appropriateunto yourselves the love and the hope and the dreams and, yes,
even the grace,
that permeate these pages.Even more, my hope,
indeed my prayer 
, is that you will affirm those values andtruths, absolute and immutable, that are universal because they alone have withstood thecrucible of time: those truths and values that Wilhelm Falkner in his Noble Prizeacceptance speech so eloquently labeled
“the old verities and truths of the heart, theuniversal truths lacking which any story is ephemeral and doomed--love and honor and  pity and pride and compassion and sacrifice.”
To Falkner’s list I would add
endurance:
for only when you
endure
will you
 persevere
and only when you
 persevere
will you
 prevail 
and only when you
 prevail 
willyou
triumph
, and with
triumph
a meaningful life is possible, if not guaranteed.If you hearken to my words herein, then my life will not have been in vain.Jack CliffordMott Springs, ArkansaDecember 10, 2004
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