*Warning* This will be by no means a complete review of Mary Trump’s new book Too much and never enough. My copy dropped at 9 last night, I spent a solid four hours at it, and am not even 20% of the way through. Yet even in that short time, I came across several things I think you’ll find interesting. Mary Trump is an established writer. Not only has she written professional papers and articles, but her very profession as a clinical psychologist means she spends long hours working on charts and records. When analyzing Trump, she writes precisely and dispassionately, thoroughly professional, yet still slips enough common English into the psycho babble that you can comprehend it. In one blistering six page indictment, Trump laid out at least a half a dozen mental and psychological conditions that her uncle could confidently be diagnosed with it you did nothing more than go down the check list for each condition. But when Mary writes about personal reminiscences, she has a dry, snidely sarcastic and wicked sense of humor that draws you into the narrative immediately. When Mary regales you with a family story, she writes in a way that makes it seem as though she’s whispering it in your ear behind her hand while the person is right in the room. The way she personalizes the stories makes them that much more entertaining, and I lost count of how many times I said, Hey Teri! Listen to this! The book starts with a prologue, read it. The prologue begins with a long recital of a 2017 birthday party that Mary attended at the White House for her aunts. Mary sarcastically makes sure to compliment her uncle on his generosity for comping the guests one night at his Washington hotel to attend the party. It’s chock full of examples of just how ridiculous the family really is. In one scene, during dinner in the executive dining room upstairs, midway through the dinner, Jared Kushner strides through the doors, and over to whisper imperiously in Trump’s ear. Ar his appearance, Ivanka bounced up and down in her chair, clapping her hands and squealing, Oh, look! Jared’s back from his trip to the Middle East! Mary found this to be slightly ridiculous, since everybody had just seen Kushner in the Oval Office a half hour before. Mary makes it clear that in order to really understand the psychology and mentality of Trump and the first family, you have to look at the pathology of the family he and his siblings grew up in. And Trump sets out to provide a precise, chronological family history of a truly dysfunctional family unit. But even in that dry study, there were two examples of irony that were so stunning that they literally reached up off of the page and slapped me in the face. And i had to impart them to you.. The first one deals with Donald Trump’s ancestry. In 1886, a brash young 18 year old lad named Freidrich Trump left his small town in Germany, and emigrated to America to make his way in the world. What could make an 18 year old travel halfway around the world in an age well before the conveniences of air travel? Simple. It turns out that Freidrich didn’t feel like staying around in Germany to perform his […]
Yeah, yeah, we did it. So what? We pre-ordered Marty Trump’s book last night. Nota Bene I have steadfastly refused to pick up a single one of the 26,289 books so far on Trump, his campaign, or his presidency. Why should I? I have spent the last 5 years in his hip pocket, paying close attention, mostly so I could sit down and tell youze guyz all about it. Why do I want to read about that shit in my spare time? But Mary’s book has an attraction that I’m just totally unable to resist. Not only is Mary the first actual family member to write about Trump, rather than a friend or employee, but she is also a certified, practicing clinical psychologist. She has spent her entire life observing and interacting with Trump, and as a psychologist, is actually qualified to make diagnoses of Trump based on his behavior and actions. And she does, long sections that were read last night were written dispassionately, describing things, and then providing a possible diagnosis. That kind of thing gets to me. Here’s a perfect example. One of the more controversial sniglets has to do with Trump’s college days. After high school, Trump attended Fordham University, but according to Mary, to increase his influence in his fathers company after graduation, he decided that only a diploma from the University of Pennsylvania would do, If only for bragging rights. Trump already had his sister Mary Anne doing his homework for him, but worried about his GPA, he hired a fellow student who was a whiz at tests to take his SAT’s for him to ensure he got into Wharton. This revelation floored me. Because to me it meant that, all the way back at the age of 18 or 19, Donald Trump had already chosen his path in life. And that path was being a lazy, useless moron, built entirely for image rather than substance. Any college degree that Trump obtained wasn’t worth the paper it was printed on, since he absorbed absolutely none of the information that was being imparted to him, but the fact that he paid for a degree from Wharton showed that he already knew the secret to starting higher up was a fancy college name. Fit that in with what we see every day. Of course, Trump and the White House are furiously disputing that claim in the book, along with pretty much everything else she writes. Good luck with that message, it would be easier if we didn’t have examples every day that tend to prove that what she is writing is true. But there’s actually a very practical reason why it would not be a good idea for Mary Trump to lie about this stuff. It could be disastrous for her. Trump, his sister Mary Anne, and his brother Robert all went to court and sued to try to stop Mary from publishing the book. Their reason was that she was violating a, what else with Trump?, non disclosure agreement she and her brother signed to settle a lawsuit regarding Fred Sr’s estate. While the judge ruled that publication could go forward, he has yet to rule on whether or not Mary is actually bound by the NDA. Mary’s reasoning is simple. She feels free to publish because the NDA is null and void, since the lawsuit settlement is based […]
I don’t much like John Bolton. I don’t like his politics, I don’t like his superior attitude, I don’t like his opinions, I don’t like his free abandon to send other peoples sons and daughters to war, and I don’t like that goddamn mustache, which mostly looks like something you’d use to clean out the bottom of the bird cage, which is why shit comes out of Bolton’s mouth every time he opens it. But all of that being said, if there’s one thing that I don’t think about John Bolton. And I don’t think that he’s a stupid man. John Bolton had quite the weekend, didn’t he? On Saturday it leaked that he had sent a manuscript to the White House, in which he stated that His Lowness had personally told Bolton that not a penny of Ukraine aid would flow until Ukraine stated publicly the investigations into the Biden’s and Burisma. Which of course caused Traitor Tot to suddenly spit out a half a mouthful of Super Size fries, grease up his stubby twitter thumbs, and screech out his disdain for all things Bolton. Quite a coup for John Bolton, eh? In one unfounded rumor, he not only forced a hysterical response from The $1 Store Caligula, he managed to reinsert his own name back into prominence in the national discussion of the Trump impeachment trial. Remember what I said, I don’t believe that John Bolton is a stupid man, and with this move, he is rapidly approaching brilliance, at least from a marketing standpoint. People are missing the critical word here. In the article, it said that Bolton had sent a manuscript to the White House, with his explosive allegations. As a self published author, I know the difference. A manuscript is not rough musings. A manuscript is not a rough draft. A manuscript is a finished product! A manuscript is sent to a person quoted in, or the subject of a portion of the book, allowing them to read the content, and provide an explanation or rebuttal to the information contained in the manuscript. John Bolton’s book is fucking ready to go! Which means that John Bolton wants to testify in front of the Senate the way an itchy dog wants a flea collar. John Bolton desperately wants to testify to the Senate, to lay out his explosive allegations, knowing that the Senate can question him only on the subject of the allegations in the two House articles of impeachment! Which means Trump’s Ukraine phone call, the extortion attempt, and his subsequent obstruction of congress. And then John Bolton can go on every cable network and Sunday news show in the country, and pitch his book, slyly referring to all of the really, really juicy shit from his time in the White House that he didn’t testify to in the Senate trial. And it will work like a charm. Donald Trump has spent his entire life promoting himself as the zen Master of branding. But in John Bolton, The Pampers President has finally met his match. John Bolton is going to do everything in his power to use Trump’s branding to push his own brand for his upcoming book. And it don’t get much slicker than that. To know the future, look to the past. before the insanity of the 2020 election, relive the insanity of the 2016 GOP primary campaign, […]
Well, it looks like there’s no chance in hell that Trump can discredit Bob Woodward and his new book given the accuracy of his past reporting and his famous “fly on the wall” technique… Rick Wilson, a Republican political strategist, had this to say: When I was a young aide in the DOD, Bob Woodward was […]
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