Hypothesis: All memoirs by right-wing pundits are attempts to answer the question, "why does no one like me?" See: Toby Young's How to Lose Friends & Alienate People, Barbara Amiel's Friends & Enemies. Norman Podhoretz's Ex-Friends. Martin Peretz's promised The Book of Grudges.

The great exception to this rule is William F. Buckley, who God knows had his faults but also had the gift for friendship. His memoirs aren't spiteful but, on the contrary, suffer from the complacency of untroubled happiness.

The prototype of the right-wing memoirist who revels in being hated is Wyndham Lewis, the great & terrible monster of modernism. He once published a one-man magazine called The Enemy & wrote two grudge-filled memoirs (Blasting and Bombardiering, Rude Assignment)