The Jack Ruby trial isn't over yet in terms of appeal rights, and nobody's yet seen the number of books the trial alone will produce. This book may be repetitiously overlong and often dull but it's one of the first Out and faces a ready market. The author writes an earnest journalese that pounds home the implications of every legal maneuver employed by the prosecution and the defense. He lets the record speak for itself and there are moments when the trial decorum sank to the level of the legendary Judge Beane's infamous attitude of, ""Court's closed. Bar's open."" The world's most public assassin gets smaller and smaller and, in the wrangling between the opposing lawyers, he seems sometimes to have been completely forgotten. Everyone officially concerned with the trial seems to have been hyper-aware that the eye of history was upon them. Their performance was incredible, as this report shows. This is the book, until something better or more complete comes along.