By BRETT WARNKE

As Vice President, Johnson was
ignored and ultimately outflanked by his nemesis, Robert Kennedy. The one-time Majority Leader Johnson had been
called the “master of the Senate,” but as a Vice President who had won Kennedy
Texas (and therefore the election of 1960) had so little clout that he was not
even told about the backroom deal that ended the Cuban Missile Crisis! VP Johnson felt his career had
short-circuited by 1962. But Kennedy’s
assassination and the seamless transition of power showed Johnson’s
administrative savvy and a command of the details.
“I do understand power,” he once
told an aide, “Whatever else may be said about me…I know where to look for it,
and how to use it.” Caro vividly
captures Johnson’s contempt for the kiss-up cabal, those worshipers at the
altar of Camelot, who would spend a generation hooking every one of Johnson’s
legislative successes to Kennedy’s unimpressive two years. And Caro’s seemingly endless narrative
engagingly explores little-remembered figures like the segregationist and
reactionary, Senator Harry Byrd, who set the fiscal terms through which Johnson
would accomplish his seminal legislative triumph, The Voting Rights Act of
1964. Caro’s Johnson is difficult to
love; he is petty, pouty, and vacillates to the point of inaction in some scenes. But Johnson’s hatred of poverty, a condition
he witnessed in the Texas hill country, allowed him his most useful gift: The ability to differentiate between the little guy and the small man. Johnson’s legislative
commitment to fairness and results-driven programs (like the little-praised
community action and Fair Housing Act of 1968) allow us to still feel the impact
of this man’s mighty legacy.
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