Hunter Biden’s memoir is framed as a howl of mourning for his brother, Beau, who died of cancer at age 46. But a day after Beau’s funeral, his cocaine-addicted sibling believed that his tragic passing might create an opening to run for office himself.
In “Beautiful Things,” his book released Tuesday, he recounts an interaction with his then-wife Kathleen as they returned home from the funeral:
I pulled the car over and told Kathleen that maybe politics was now an option for me. “You know, as horrible as I feel, I have a feeling of real purpose,” I said. It seemed so many people were more willing to forgive my past mistakes—relapses with drinking, administrative discharge from the Navy Reserve—than I was willing to forgive myself.
I suppose her response—Are you serious?—was entirely warranted. We didn’t say another word to each other for the rest of the ride. Or, really, ever again.
Hunter idolizes Beau throughout the book, at one point gushing, “He