Good morning, Happy Martin Luther King Day! MY MEETING WITH DONALD TRUMP It was some time in 1998 when I and a colleague met with Donald Trump at Trump Tower. The “end of the story” is that, upon descending to Fifth Avenue, I couldn’t wait to call Andrea to tell her of this most bizarre of meetings. I said to her something to the effect of “I just had the strangest meeting with the most disturbing person…” I really didn’t know what to make of it. We had never met; he had little idea who we were and as the meeting wore on, I’m not sure he ever did. We certainly were not his confidantes. But in that short hour, Mr. Trump bounced from topic to topic in increasingly crazy fashion. Here were the takeaways:
#311 Musings from the Bunker 1/18/21
#311 Musings from the Bunker 1/18/21
#311 Musings from the Bunker 1/18/21
Good morning, Happy Martin Luther King Day! MY MEETING WITH DONALD TRUMP It was some time in 1998 when I and a colleague met with Donald Trump at Trump Tower. The “end of the story” is that, upon descending to Fifth Avenue, I couldn’t wait to call Andrea to tell her of this most bizarre of meetings. I said to her something to the effect of “I just had the strangest meeting with the most disturbing person…” I really didn’t know what to make of it. We had never met; he had little idea who we were and as the meeting wore on, I’m not sure he ever did. We certainly were not his confidantes. But in that short hour, Mr. Trump bounced from topic to topic in increasingly crazy fashion. Here were the takeaways: