John Keene's book had been sitting on my "to-be-read" bookshelf for some time now. I decided to read it immediately after Vaclav Havel's death. To say that I was startled by some of the revelations about a man who has been my hero would be an understatement. Full disclosure: I am a dual citizen of the US and the Czech Republic; I was born the same year and in the same city as President Havel (1936 in Prague). As I describe in my memoir, I was ordered to forget everything that had happened to me and my family in the former Czechoslovakia once we came ashore in America in 1949. I managed to do that until the moment I saw Vaclav Havel standing on a balcony in Wenceslas Square in November 1989 and thousands of people jangling their keys and shouting "Havel to the Castle!" After a long hiatus, I became extremely proud of my native country and even participated in a small way in its transformation to democracy and a market economy. I was inspired by the man who followed the example of the great philosopher president, Tomas G. Masaryk -- Vaclav Havel. Like so many people throughout the world, I admired Havel for his honesty, his humanity, his concern for social change and human rights, and his humility.
Keene's book has not changed my mind, but it has certainly given rise to doubts. I knew about Havel's nasty smoking habit and apparent disregard for his health, and I was not so naive as to believe that he was perfect. However, I was stunned by two revelations so much emphasized in the book: Havel's womanizing and his apparent long-term plan to lead his country. The latter, particularly, was a surprise -- one which I need to have verified by other sources before I believe it fully. One of Havel's most attractive characteristics was his apparent reluctance to be "king." The common perception, including mine, was that he would prefer to write plays and drink beer with his friends to sitting in the Castle. Now, I'm told that he planned to be a kingpin -- and an "Ichspieler" at that -- all along. Moreover, Keene writes that Havel would do almost anything to reach that goal.
The book is extremely well researched and sources are meticulously documented, so it is difficult to dismiss the picture presented here, as some other reviewers have done. Yet, I refuse to believe that "the emperor has no clothes," and I intend to delve more deeply into the subject before I am ready to render a final verdict on a man who remains my hero. While I may have doubts, I thank the author for arousing my curiosity and forcing me to look further.