If former Melania aide Stephanie Grisham is obviously just another post-Trumpworld nobody cashing in with a book deal, she nonetheless brings the goods. Shew writes that Trump would fly into rages that could only be calmed by a “music man” who would play showtunes for him—a claim so weird and uncanny it rings profoundly true. Also, remember that mysterious hospital visit, shrouded in such secrecy it led to weeks of speculation about his health? A colonoscopy, she makes clear.
Grisham writes Trump did not want then-Vice President Mike Pence to be in power while he was sedated, which was part of the reason he kept his visit private. He also “did not want to be the butt of a joke” on late-night television, writes Grisham.
This is pure Trump, in the sense that he will make innocuous things so peculiar and alarming that everyone freaks out. And even when the facts emerge, it’s from courtiers who veil it such that we never know if his incompetence and narcissism led to genuine danger. This is the kernel of truth behind “Trump derangement syndrome”, in that we see smoke and write about fires.