In desperation, the Times came up with a Sulzberger buddy, amazingly also a mincing rat of a fellow, one Steven Rattner, a dishonest little chap who is not allowed to deal in stocks and bonds because he was caught doing something not kosher about five or so years ago. Banned for life by the SEC, he appealed recently but was denied yet again. Rattner wrote bad things about Trump and his taxes, but forgot to mention that Trump is allowed to deal in the stock market, while Rattner is not. (…)
Last week I went to a Republican Party meeting on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. The people were all well dressed, affluent, and old—and to a man (and woman) they were all for Trump. I was amazed. I would have thought the effete Jeb Bush was their type. And for the first time I felt that Trump might have a chance to win the whole thing in November.
In The Spectator two weeks ago, Petronella Wyatt called him a social climber. She should know. Her old man was the biggest climber in the U.K.
