a reminder that Omarosa's book is considerably more interesting and psychologically perceptive than Woodward's 
again, for so many reasons, Omarosa is simply more attuned to various dynamics - and more willing to talk about them than most Respectable White Male journalists are capable or willing to be
I mean, make of what she suggests what you will, but it's striking that in Woodward's book Melania barely appears, Ivanka comes across in the most one-dimensional way, and the only talk of bodies and body language is Woodward weirdly fixating on how fit Mattis and McMaster are
not directly related, but vis-a-vis all the scenes of Trump's lechery, incestuous-vibes, and son-hatred: it's wild that they used Trump's apartment as home of the creepy monstrous billionaire in "The Devil's Advocate." talk about on the nose
brutal
exponentially more lucid and honest than fucking comey also
damn
woodward had hundreds of hours of interview access to steve bannon, quoting without ever apparently really challenging him. omarosa (in her telling) got five minutes, gutted him, and doesn't dignify quoting whatever bullshit he said in response
as a student of the emerging canon of tell-alls that is the Trump Universe, take my word that the only book that is worth reading so far is Omarosa's
again, make of it what you will, but she'll say what other books can't (or won't)
there is so much going on this scene. omarosa, for her part, grew up around gun violence, and her brother was shot to death. again, make of all this what you will, but her book has stakes that the others sort of dance around
