*Oh boy! We might get a dose of secrets (or not) from former Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice because she just signed a three-book deal with Crown Publishers.
And guess what’s first? A memoir of her times under the Bush administration.
“Rice will combine candid narrative and acute analysis to tell the story of her time in the White House and as America’s top diplomat, and her role in protecting American security and shaping foreign policy during the extraordinary period from 2001-2009,” according to a statement issued Sunday by Crown, a division of Random House Inc. Crown also published then-Sen. Barack Obama‘s “The Audacity of Hope.”
And how much is she getting paid for all of this? ’Round about $.2.5 million.
The other two books fans can look forward to are memoirs of her family – an adult version and youth version.
According to the Associated Press, her family memoir, according to Crown, will tell of her “upbringing in the context of the extraordinary efforts made by her parents and other people in the community to raise children against a backdrop of fading Jim Crow laws and emergent civil rights initiatives.”
Condoleeza Rice, Leotyne Price, Mahalia Jackson, Madame CJ Walker, Danica Patrick, Norma Sklarek and a whole host of talented, driven and classy women, are who I constantly hold up as role models for my granddaughters and their peers. A million Beyonces, Kartrashians, Lil Kims and Nicki Mnajs, if they all lived to be a hundred years old will never measure up to these icons in class, talent and raw fortitude. And this is only a small percentage of notable females from all different classes, walks of life and family circumstances that would serve as excellent examples of how to become successful in life. Yet, we hear very little about them. With all the history, knowledge and lessons to be learned from getting to know about these highly esteemed individuals, it would seem that there would be no shortage of positive inspiration to teach our young daughters to strive for greatness. Rappers. Video vixens. Porno tape celebrities. Real Housewives. “Singers” who couldn’t sell an album if their lives depended on it if they had to stand still on a stage and just sing w/o bumping and grinding while half naked and producing an accompanying video. This is what our girls AND grown women worship, hold up, are fans of, aspire to and faithfully support. The result is a whole generation of young women being reduced to the lowest common denominator. Shame, shame, shame.