Trump and Me
(Sprache: Englisch)
Ever since Donald Trump entered the presidential race in a press conference attended by paid actors, in which he slandered Mexican immigrants he has dominated headlines, becoming the unrestrained id at the center of one of the most bizarre and alarming...
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Ever since Donald Trump entered the presidential race in a press conference attended by paid actors, in which he slandered Mexican immigrants he has dominated headlines, becoming the unrestrained id at the center of one of the most bizarre and alarming elections in American history.It was not always so. In 1996, longtime New Yorker writer Mark Singer was conscripted by his editor to profile Donald Trump. At that time Trump was a mere Manhattan-centric megalomaniac, a failing casino operator mired in his second divorce and (he claimed) recovering from the bankruptcy proceedings that prompted him to inventory the contents of his Trump Tower home. Conversing with Trump in his offices, apartments, cars, and private plane, Singer found himself fascinated with this man who had aspired to and achieved the ultimate luxury, an existence unmolested by the rumbling of a soul.
In Trump and Me, Singer revisits the profile and recounts how its publication lodged inside its subject s head as an enduring irritant and how Singer ( A TOTAL LOSER! according to Trump) cheerfully continued to bait him. He reflects on Trump s evolution from swaggering buffoon to potential threat to America s standing as a rational guardian of the world order. Heedlessly combative, equally adept at spewing insults and manipulating crowds at his campaign rallies, the self-proclaimed billionaire has emerged as an unlikely tribune of populist rage. All politics is artifice, and Singer marvels at how Trump has transfixed an electorate with his ultimate feat of performance art a mass political movement only loosely tethered to reality.
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FOREWORD excerptFor decades, the problem posed by Donald Trump to writers, whether it was a daily tabloid reporter or a more high-minded scribe for what used to be known as the qualities, was that he was beyond parody. A man of rampaging ego, sufficient funds, and a neediness greater than that of an infant, Trump bestrode New York City, littering the press with one fantastical quotation after another. He was the reliable La Rochefoucauld of our city. But instead of Hypocrisy is a tribute that vice pays to virtue, we got I have so many fabulous friends who happen to be gay, but I am a traditionalist.
In the pages of the satirical magazine Spy or in the New York Post, Trump was, in the 80s and 90s and later, a constant. He would not have wanted it any other way. He was a real-estate marketer and he sold himself wherever he could: there he was in the corner for a World Wide Wrestling match, or humiliating wannabe Trumps on The Apprentice, or demeaning half the human race on The Howard Stern Show. This was a gentleman who went on the radio to say of his former wife, Nice tits, no brains. His vulgarity was unstoppable and without limit. He didn t much care if he came off as a little crude. He knew you couldn t resist listening. You know, he said, it doesn t really matter what they write as long as you ve got a young and beautiful piece of ass.
Not only was Trump beyond insult or parody, he seemed a distinctly local product, like the smell of a Times Square subway platform in mid-August. In 1960, A. J. Liebling, The New Yorker s polymathic reporter of midcentury, set out for Louisiana to write about Governor Earl Long, Huey s more erratic brother, with a similar conviction that his subject was not for export. Southern political personalities, like sweet corn, travel badly, he wrote. By the time they reach New York, they are like Golden Bantam thathas been trucked up from Texas stale and unprofitable. This was the problem with Trump in reverse.
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suspect that these factors were at the root of my friend and colleague Mark Singer s initial reluctance to write about Donald Trump when, in 1996, his editor, Tina Brown, more or less commanded him to do so. I can vouch for the genuineness of Mark s initial reluctance. I have seen him when he is captivated by a subject a bank collapse in his home state of Oklahoma, the wonders of the magician and scholar Ricky Jay but he took a long time to warm to this one. But I am glad he felt the lash of editorial compulsion and moved ahead, if grudgingly, because, as it turned out, he provided us with the best, most insightful, and funniest portrait of Trump. Just as Liebling managed to make an export literary product out of half-mad Earl Long, so, too, did Singer find a way to write with freshness and wit about Trump. His profile is a classic of the form.
Chapter 1 EXCERPT
ONE ON ONE
It s the fall of 1996. I ve been a staff writer at The New Yorker since 1974, I ve worked for a number of editors, and at this point Tina Brown is the editor. Those proverbial tales of adversarial relationships between writers and editors? I ve managed to avoid all that. I like Tina. She and I have a clear working understanding. I ve just spent four years writing a book that was supposed to have taken me a year and a half, during which I haven t been available to write many pieces for the magazine. So our understanding is that in Tina s office, in her desk, there is a special drawer. In that drawer is a jar. In that jar are my testicles. One morning my phone rings Tina: Trump! Donald Trump! I ve just had breakfast with him at the Plaza. You re going to write a profile of him. You re absolutely go
Chapter 1 EXCERPT
ONE ON ONE
It s the fall of 1996. I ve been a staff writer at The New Yorker since 1974, I ve worked for a number of editors, and at this point Tina Brown is the editor. Those proverbial tales of adversarial relationships between writers and editors? I ve managed to avoid all that. I like Tina. She and I have a clear working understanding. I ve just spent four years writing a book that was supposed to have taken me a year and a half, during which I haven t been available to write many pieces for the magazine. So our understanding is that in Tina s office, in her desk, there is a special drawer. In that drawer is a jar. In that jar are my testicles. One morning my phone rings Tina: Trump! Donald Trump! I ve just had breakfast with him at the Plaza. You re going to write a profile of him. You re absolutely go
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Autoren-Porträt von Mark Singer
Mark Singer has been a staff writer at The New Yorker since 1974. He is the author of Funny Money and Somewhere in America. He lives in New York City.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Mark Singer
- 2016, 112 Seiten, Maße: 13,7 x 18,5 cm, Gebunden, Englisch
- Verlag: Penguin Random House
- ISBN-10: 0451498593
- ISBN-13: 9780451498595
- Erscheinungsdatum: 08.08.2016
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
"The measure of Donald Trump. Never equalled." Lawrence Wright"Brilliant . . . amazingly relevant now." James Fallows
"A hilariously scathing book." The Guardian
Remarkably prescient. The Chicago Tribune
A classic of the genre. VICE
Trump and Me offers clearer insight into the mind of the presumptive Republican nominee than any of the detailed biographies written over the years. . . . Singer is excellent at describing the disturbing strangeness of Trump s existence. The Telegraph (UK)
Given Singer s probing wit and Trump s essential ridiculousness, Trump and Me is very funny. . . . It nails the narcissism, superficiality and cynicism with which the world is now so alarmingly familiar. The Guardian
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