Jul 20, 2016 11:59
Nope, The Donald is no kind of author. While named on the cover, in fact, Trump barely deigned to collaborate in the writing, which was done back in the late 80s by a magazine journalist named Tony Schwartz -- who, an avowed liberal, now regrets having done so much to popularize Trump.
This all comes out in a long article by Jane Mayer in the current New Yorker (which arrived in today's mail -- though I read it yesterday on New Yorker's Website).
Mayer interviewed Schwartz (and Trump himself) to detail the incredible tale. It took Schwartz several years -- putting up with Trump"s fabled short attention-span and his longstanding problem with telling the truth.
Eventually, though, Schwartz completed the final draft. "In the spring of 1987, he sent the manuscript to Trump, who returned it to him shortly afterward. There were a few red marks made with a fat-tipped Magic Marker, most of which deleted criticisms that Trump had made of powerful individuals he no longer wanted to offend, such as Lee Iacocca. Otherwise, Schwartz says, Trump changed almost nothing."
She continues, "In my phone interview with Trump, he initially said of Schwartz, 'Tony was very good. He was the co-author.' But he dismissed Schwartz’s account of the writing process. 'He didn’t write the book,' Trump told me. 'I wrote the book. I wrote the book. It was my book...'
Bullshit!