What Trump Books Teach Us

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William Blake once suggested that John Milton was “of the Devil’s party without knowing it” because he aroused Satan in Paradise Lost with such joy. On the contrary, Blake observed, Milton seemed restrained when he wrote about the plodding, holy old God. Donald Trump’s recent writers, most of whom quote the former president freely and with pleasure, have turned to the devil’s party?

Disgusting staffs produce fun writing, and authors who represent Trump as dangerous to democracy-that is, all writers with eyes and ears-can see that the risk posed by America’s former future president is more cinematic than democracy itself.

Peril, the latest big book about the former president, isn’t Bob Woodward’s best book, or even his best about Trump. That was Fear, which came out in 2018. But in Peril, Woodward and his co-author, Robert Costa, manage a single trick. They didn’t let Trump’s demonic quarrels, tweets, and tantrums run into their own, more disciplined voices. Woodward and Costa flex their muscles in rhetoric not by writing the hell out of the Trump staff, but by falling into their ark-villain, keeping a choke chain on his every speech.

When writing about the shocking presidential debate on September 30, 2020, they skipped the harsh and disturbing encouragement about Joe Biden and Biden’s son Hunter. They also ignored the Proud Boys, who refused to be condemned by Trump that night. Given that group’s involvement in the Jan. 6 attacks, Trump’s words— “stand up and stand up” – now seem stomach -churning and fateful. But in Peril, the only line Woodward and Costa quote from that debate is what Biden asked Trump: “Will you be quiet, man?” With this choice not to quote Trump, the book elegantly forces Biden.

For years, Woodward has been accused of styling himself as “neutral” during a crisis that demanded bias. But it belittles the ego of the old master. Woodward takes one side: himself. His voice in Peril is captivating, swaggering, and territorial. He and Costa locked their subject in a narrative story, in which he remained virtually gagged.

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Trump’s other recent books have allowed their subject more space to walk and fret. It has costs, but it also means they brought in more brio to inspire the former president. These books are potboiler: I’ll Take Your Questions Now by Michael C. Bender, “Actually, We Won This Election,” Carol Leonnig and Philip Rucker’s Can Fix It, and Michael Wolff’s Landslide . These Trump books align with their stay at the flamboyant stage of the former president’s psychopathy center, where readers can watch it. They all read like airport thrillers.

But the books also expose Trump’s lies, sometimes in maximum volume. Three drew their title from the lies Trump told, and two directly quoted the so -called Big Lie. Trump didn’t win the 2020 election -either “outright” nor by a “landslide” —and he’s the only one who can’t fix the jack. But it’s not just the titles that retaliate for Trump’s lies. At regular intervals, Grisham, Bender, Leonnig and Rucker, and Wolff quote or quote Trump’s horseshit, which is often humiliated there, unadulterated.

It can have side effects. About the middle of the Landslide, Wolff wrote about “the president’s decision to court Joe Biden,” a motivation for slander and lies if any. (See: Trump’s first impeachment.) But hot on this statement, Wolff insisted that Trump “fully believes the Bidens are among the worst political families of all time.”

Is he? An absolute belief? Wolff did not mention that this was a pathetic claim, and in Trump there was almost no “absolute” or a “belief.” But to note any of this would disrupt the flow of Wolff’s narrative; his talent is for free indirect discourse, which allows him to enter into the minds of his principals, and he will never confuse his smooth prose with the said or weasel words chosen by the lawyers. So instead of punishing Trump’s character, as Woodward does, Wolff let go wild. In all of his books, including this month’s new one about, no joke, “the damned,” Wolff is imperceptible to the devil. (Unlike Milton, he always knew it.)

Another example of the difficulty in rendering Trump’s freaky deceptions comes in a chapter about his 2020 election defeat in I Alone Can Fix It. Describing Trump’s rejection of the data, Leonnig and Rucker wrote, “Georgia is MAGA territory – or so Trump thought.” Georgia in 2020 is definitely not MAGA territory. Biden defeated Trump’s entire state to win 15 votes in the state election, and both of its Senate seats went to Democrats. But the stubborn fact of Trump’s delusion— “Georgia is MAGA territory” – allowed to come out like that means we’re in Trump’s head as he ignores the Big Lie. Again: Does he think he really won in Georgia, i.e., that it was MAGA land? Or does he just want Georgia officials to pretend he won so he can stay in the White House?

The title of “Actually, We Won This Election”: The Inside Story of How Trump Lost kept Trump’s Big Lie safe in quotes, and corrected the record in its subtitle. But in the rest of the book, Bender enthusiastically reclaims the nonsensical banter with Trump and his cronies while also composing some of Trump’s perpetuated lies, for example, the size of his rallies. “No one has seen anything like it,” Bender was quoted as saying by Trump. “Nothing has been like this.” (Bender, to be fair, mentioned that Trump was hurting himself when he thought his twisted apprehension of majority size was more accurate than the polls that predicted he would lose the election.)

During the 2016 campaign, cable news channels aired Trump’s live rambling campaign live, and did nothing to correct his lies. In those days, his whoppers seemed so good at self that they could pass as reality-TV bacchanalia. Like Alex Jones, whose lawyer called him a “performance actor,” Trump’s Barnumism was left unchecked for years because of nothing surprisingly seen in the politics of the presidency. Five years later, we’ve confirmed Trump’s lies, and many of us can recite them as if they were an anthem-rock chorus. Checking reality, in contrast, requires complexity and pedantry; no one shouted a brilliant review of Daniel Dale’s live-tweets in Jones Beach.

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Trump is a narrative migraine. To write a monograph about a figure whose speech and actions do not conform to identifiable beliefs – much less than reality – is to penetrate deeply into a cracked, splintered, and antisocial mind. Grisham, Trump’s former press secretary, cited a number of unscrupulous Trumps, including some trash talk about a prime minister’s mother. These select quotes will stop his story like a scratch record. And there’s always a shot of reaction: Grisham agape in the audience, reflecting on his own WTF. He doesn’t mention Trump’s bunk doing less to correct or give him pleasure than to give his own chronic confusion over the former president’s “batshit thing”. It hit.

Typically, depth psychology – the theory that diverse emotions, sensations, and needs are somehow “beneath” a person’s personality – is solid ground on which to form a picture. But for Trump, it’s compelling. Does he have an inner life? In 1997, in an insightful profile of Trump in The New Yorker, Mark Singer concluded that his subject was at the forefront of “an existence that is not attempted by the crash of a soul.” British writer Nate White also referred to Trump by his absence: “He has no class, no beauty, no coldness, no credibility, no mercy, no wit, no warmth, no wisdom, no efficiency, no sensitivity, no self-consciousness, no humility, no dignity, and no grace. ”

If the afterword and acknowledgment of all these books is any guide, the authors seem to have completely spent the effort. Not surprising. Donald Trump’s skull, where delusions and desperation cry out for nourishment like hungry ghosts, is a bad place to spend time. Other readers may choose to leave these disturbing books on the shelf; me, I am thankful that many observers have concluded, as Grisham did, “I have to bring everything out in order to process, in my own mind, what happened.”

In their various dialects, Bender, Grisham, Leonnig and Rucker, Wolff, and Woodward and Costa collectively shed light on what happened in hell. And they’ve done a supreme public service simply by carving events in America’s sad history on the record, where it will be even harder for Trump and his heirs to lie in the years to come. When Condoleezza Rice recently urged Americans to “move on” from the Jan. 6 uprising, all I could think about was No, no, no, don’t move on; read these books. And when Trump runs again in 2024, remember that those who forget history are condemned — ah, but you know the rest.

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