Donald Trump: The Man Who Would Be King
Darwin Porter, Danforth Prince
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Donald Trump occupies a unique place in the history of the Republic. In his bitter race for the White House, he has aroused fierce passions and raging furies.
The Trump dynasty’s rags-to-infamy saga begins with “Roots” on the Klondike’s
Gold Rush Trail. Friedrich Trump (Donald’s grandfather) laid the foundation of
the dynasty by hawking decaying horse steak and over-the-hill prostitutes to
frostbitten men dreaming of striking it rich.
The drama later shifts to mid 20th-century New York, where Donald’s father (Fred)
alters the skylines of Brooklyn and Queens to become “the Henry Ford of
He sires a son with a Scottish lassie who grows up to become a baby boomer Pit
Bull “with Robert Redford looks.” He decides “I’ll take Manhattan,” becoming
the Supernova of Fifth Avenue and a builder of towers.
As never before, “The Donald” is presented in all his glory (or vainglory): Corporate swashbuckler, modern-day
Midas, master wheeler-dealer, ubiquitous TV cult celebrity, Reagan-era Gilded Mojo, guru for wannabee millionaires,
master of schmaltz, choreographer of “The Deal,” mogul Kahuna, the Barnum of self-promotion, global
magnate, real estate tycoon, gambling casino kingpin that made fortunes on bankruptcies, landlord of the rich
and famous, a Don Juan of the (penthouse) boudoir, a beauty pageant impresario, and the husband of three gorgeous
models––two of them imported from Mitteleuropa, another a blonde Georgia peach with whom he had a
baby girl out of wedlock.
Trump is nothing if not a study in contradictions. He is also called “The King of Debt,” owing, for example, millions
of dollars to the Bank of China, even though he criticizes the United States for doing the same thing.
This is the first biography on the market to include many of the details of Trump’s politically incorrect race for
the Presidency, a campaign that shocked and sometimes horrified the world. (“I call a rapist a rapist.”) Read what
went on behind the scenes as he set out (in his words) “to kick ass”––mainly, Hillary Clinton’s butt.
Lambasting the Pope, defending the size of his penis, castrating sixteen other GOP hopefuls, including a woman,
he attracted millions of “Trumpkins.” His growing throngs of outraged enemies denounced his followers as
“mental midgets and xenophobic troglodytes.”
Another outrageous title in Blood Moon’s Babylon series, this is a world-class first, a post-recession overview of
America during its 2016 election cycle, a portrait unlike anything ever published on Donald Trump and the climate
in which he thrived.