I am overwhelmed with the pathetic meaninglessness of it all.

Kamala Harris’s new chiller 107 Days is heading for publication in late September, and the first excerpts from the work have just been published in the pages of The Atlantic. I know, I know: You think it’s a mere “campaign memoir,” because you didn’t suffer through this professionally like I did last year. (At this point, I don’t know whether I feel more like Sam Neill in Possession, In The Mouth of Madness, or Event Horizon. But it’s definitely one of those Sam Neill characters who’s slowly losing his mind, that’s for sure.)

Ladies and gentlemen, the horror has begun, and what we have seen in this preview confirms my worst fear: This book will be nightmarishly boring. (“The biggest surprise of Kamala Harris’s forthcoming campaign account . . . may be that it is filled with surprises,” writes editor-in-chief Jeffrey Goldberg, in an embarrassing foreword that suggests he himself may have stared too long into the mouth of blandness.)

Its contents are almost pointless to summarize, because you already predicted them: Kamala Harris loves Joe Biden (“the most consistently underestimated man in Washington”), who just got a bit too old at the end there, you see. She fought for him as hard as she goshdarn could, but was let down at the end of the day by Those Horrible Staffers, the coterie surrounding the befuddled old man, who just didn’t give Harris the support she needed or deserved.

More Mush from the Wimp, in other words.  I found it difficult to finish the entire excerpt, so gormless and generic was the prose — as if it had been run through an AI to sand away any personality, while deploying properly sensitive Democratic focus-grouped language in its stead. I found myself wondering — why even bother to pay someone to write this for you if all you’re going to ask from them is unrevelatory word-churn?

Which brings us to another point: Yes, Harris’s “insider” account bears all the hallmarks of being written by an unimaginative political ghostwriter, to the point where the only pleasure I can really take from it is noticing all the rhetorical sleights of hand. (For example, Harris complains that the White House never defended her against attacks from Fox News for “who I dated in my 20s.” Well, there’s a reason for that: You can’t really defend against the reality that Kamala Harris got her start in California politics as San Francisco Mayor Willie Brown’s paramour.)

Then again — since I always prefer to look at the sunny side of things = we could be dealing with a brilliant wordsmith, almost a master portrait-painter: The quotidian sludge of 107 Days amounts to a fair enough impression of the candidate herself, who actually does seem like the kind of woman who would characterize black sororities as “engines of uplift” and make solemn observations like “it is often the people with the least who give the most.”

Bidenworld has naturally responded to these excerpts with their own rage and bluster. (“Kamala Harris was simply not good at the job” was the blunt assessment of one White House official.) But honestly, I care even less about what that cadre of lying jackals says about Kamala Harris than I do about what Harris says herself. They may be right, they may be wrong. I know they are shameless liars, however, and I therefore treat their testimony accordingly.

And in the end, I am overwhelmed with the pathetic meaninglessness of it all. Reading the excerpt from 107 Days is like listening to the complaints of America’s most famous female Fredo: a washed-up loser complaining that she failed because she was given only low-stakes assignments and a lack of support from the Biden “family.” With every word, I hear her voice whining that she’s smart — not stupid, not like everyone says. (See what I mean when I say we may be in the presence of a genius ghostwriter?)

She has failed to convince anyone. In fact, she would be wise to observe the opposite of her own sage advice from above: Kamala Harris was given much; she should feel free to give us all a little bit less from now on.