Niece’s book is pure trash
I know Donald more years than most people are alive. We met 1971. I’ve flown alongside him in his private jet when he was running hot. I’ve flown ahead of him in a cheapo domestic flight seat when he wasn’t running hot. I’ve flown on his helicopter with Roy Cohn. Been to his marriages, homes, hotels. I know him.
Call it happenstance, serendipity, marriage, friendship, whatever — but for many years I’ve sat ringside and seen, heard and smelled it all. And I remember. This is to state — not what I feel, believe or think — what I know.
When Donald and Cohn were closer than Biden and his caregiver, I was there. Right there. I heard, I saw, I understood. I know when Donald’s sister Maryanne became a judge, Donald was supportive. Very supportive. Knowing Maryanne’s capabilities — Holyoke, Columbia, Hofstra grad — Roy was supportive. Very supportive. Maryanne moved into my Fifth Avenue building. She and I had dinners together. I saw her up front at her brother’s inaugural.
A new book by Donald’s nasty nobody nothing niece indicates Maryanne trashes him. When did this happen? I only know that I never witnessed her hostility or ingratitude.
What I’ve witnessed is that money, estates, inheritances, trusts and wills turn families evil. So, to make a buck you make a book. This is a vendetta written by a zero who’s scratching for 10 minutes of fame. Like Bolton, who can’t hold a job and wants to cash in, these losers are literary medics. Drawing blood to make money.
I seek no war with anyone. Not even with my friends, whom I love and love me, yet are so far left their cars won’t turn right. But I know what this unknown roach is creeping out to do, and I need to correct that which I know.
This niece’s need to get noticed got another item wrong. She paints ugliness between the president and his father she calls a “sociopath.” Let me tell you about that. Only once was Donald angry with me. Bitterly angry. Why? Because I had not attended the invitation to his father’s funeral. I remember his words: “You disrespected my father.”
This isn’t her first rodeo. The family’s had to, and worked to, muzzle her before. So, forget her book. Wait for the movie.