In an audacious and openly bitter preview of her forthcoming memoir, the former vice president tears through the Biden administration like it’s a therapy session wrapped in a 2028 campaign launch. Every grievance, every perceived slight, and every political misstep — it’s all someone else’s fault. And as the excerpts make clear, no one is spared: not Joe Biden, not Jill Biden, not the comms team, not even her own staff. The only person seemingly above reproach is Harris herself.
Let’s start with her most pointed accusation: that Biden’s decision to run for re-election was reckless and ego-driven. She doesn’t mince words. Referring to Biden and Jill as the true drivers of the campaign decision, Harris writes, “It wasn’t a choice that should have been left to an individual’s ego.” It’s not just a critique — it’s an indictment. In her framing, Harris was the quiet Cassandra, watching from the wings as the Bidens walked the party off a political cliff.
But that framing crumbles under basic scrutiny. The idea that Harris, had she stepped in early, would’ve secured the nomination and cruised to victory assumes a political strength she’s never demonstrated. Her 2020 run collapsed before the first vote was cast. She was polling in single digits for most of her tenure as VP. If voters wanted her, they would have said so — but they didn’t. Not in 2020. Not in 2024. Her claim that she was uniquely positioned to win, if only she’d been given more runway, is not just revisionist — it’s delusional.
Still, the next set of grievances hits familiar terrain. Harris once again plays the victim of media bias and White House neglect. She’s furious that Fox News covered her laugh, her dating history, and her “DEI hire” status.
Yet her real frustration seems to be that the White House didn’t push back hard enough in her defense. She laments not getting more speaking roles, not having her résumé highlighted, and not being protected from “unfair” scrutiny. But this is the vice president of the United States we’re talking about — not an intern looking for credit on a group project.
Then comes the nuclear allegation: that Biden’s staff intentionally undermined her. Harris accuses the inner circle of feeding negative narratives and being “displeased” when she delivered a speech too well. Her telling? She was chastised not for the substance, but for outshining the boss.
In her words, “Their thinking was zero-sum: If she’s shining, he’s dimmed.” But that assumes her success was ever a threat. The more accurate reading might be that her rare moments of political clarity were simply inconsistent — a break from an otherwise underwhelming record.
Perhaps most telling is her inability to grasp the fundamental problem: Kamala Harris was never the victim. She was the product. She was packaged and promoted by a party desperate for symbolic progress, not proven leadership. Her rise was meteoric — not because of her ideas or her record, but because she checked the right boxes in the right moment. And when the momentum wore off and expectations caught up, the results were predictable.
This book, or at least what we’ve seen of it, is less memoir and more deflection campaign. It’s designed to set the stage for a 2028 run, to distance Harris from Biden’s collapse, and to rewrite the history of her own failures. But political amnesia isn’t that strong — not even in Washington.