Thread by @MesMitch

#MaryTrump Too Much and Never Enough review: Mary Trump thumps Donald.

If the soul is left in darkness, sins will be committed. The guilty one is not he who commits the sin, but the one who causes the darkness.
—Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

His niece’s allegation that he paid someone else to take his college entrance exams resonates as true, because of his reported disdain for reading and capacity to inadvertently invent new words like “swiffian”.

Maryanne Trump Barry, Trump’s sister, appears to be the key source for this smorgasbord of dysfunction. She is a retired federal judge who left the bench with an ethics cloud over her head.

Fittingly, as Mary Trump lacerates multiple sets of vital organs, her pen a stiletto, she thanks her aunt “for all of the enlightening information”.

Fred Sr saw his oldest son as weak. His brother Donald humiliated him, his mother Mary stood by and watched. As for Fred Jr’s military service, Trump père found little value there. As for Donald, “bone spurs” were his path to avoid Vietnam.

Once inside the White House, we walked in twos and threes through the long corridors, past windows looking out on gardens and lawns, past lifesized
paintings of former first ladies. #MaryTrump

I stopped in front of Hillary Clinton’s portrait and stood silently for a minute. I wondered again how this could have happened.#MaryTrump

Fred Sr saw his oldest son as weak. His brother Donald humiliated him, his mother Mary stood by and watched. As for Fred Jr’s military service, Trump père found little value there. As for Donald, “bone spurs” were his path to avoid Vietnam.#MaryTrump

When Fred Jr was dying, in 1981, the future president thought it an opportune time to go to the movies. Past became prelude. When Roy Cohn, Trump’s friend and consignee, was dying of Aids a decade later, Trump walked away again. #MaryTrump

In 1973, the Department of Justice Civil Rights Division sued Donald and my grandfather for violating the 1968 Fair Housing Act by refusing to rent to die Schwarze, as my grandfather put it.#MaryTrump

It was one of the largest federal housing discrimination suits ever brought, and the notorious attorney Cohn offered to help. Donald and Cohn had crossed paths at Le Club,a swanky members-only restaurant/disco on East 55th Street that was frequented by Vanderbilts and Kennedys

an array of international celebrities, and minor royalty. Cohn was more than a decade removed from his disastrous involvement in Joseph McCarthy’s failed anti-Communist crusade.#MaryTrump

Nothing Donald said during the campaign—from his disparagement of Secretary of State Hillary Clinton, arguably the most qualified presidential candidate in the history of the country, as a “nasty woman,” to his mocking of Serge Kovaleski, #MaryTrump

a disabled New York Times reporter—deviated from my expectation of him. In fact, I was reminded of every family meal I’d ever attended during which Donald had talked about all of the women he considered ugly fat slobs or the men, usually more accomplished or
powerful, #MaryTrump

he called losers while my grandfather and Maryanne, Elizabeth, and Robert all laughed and joined in.That kind of casual dehumanization of people was commonplace at the Trump dinner table. What did surprise me was that he kept getting away with it.#MaryTrump