Chattanooga Times Free Press

THE WOLFF EATS ITS OWN

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Guess what? Donald Trump is an idiot. Every sentient person knows this, and if Michael Wolff is to be believed, so does most everyone in the White House. So why are we talking about Wolff’s book “Fire and Fury” as if it’s the news sensation of the decade?

The answer lies in that timeless definition of the word “gossip”: Hearing something you like about someone you don’t. “Fire and Fury” is catnip for everyone who detests this president. Trump gorges on burgers in a bed he doesn’t share with his wife! He barely reads and constantly repeats himself! He has mastered the fine print in the Bill of Rights — all the way from the First to the Third Amendment!

But gossip isn’t journalism. And Wolff’s book is Exhibit A in how not to damage Trump’s presidency, much less his chances of re-election.

So much was apparent in Tuesday’s televised meeting of the president with congressio­nal leaders to discuss immigratio­n. This was not a good performanc­e by past presidenti­al standards: Trump seemed unable to grasp what a “clean” bill meant, or where Republican­s stood on it.

Yet to a normal person casually tuning in, the president appeared reasonably affable and businessli­ke. He listened. He cracked an appropriat­e joke. He said he was prepared to defer to the wishes of Congress. Where was the drooling man-child we had been led to expect from Wolff’s book and the nonstop coverage of it?

The net result is that “Fire and Fury” has so thoroughly succeeded in lowering public expectatio­ns for Trump that it makes it that much easier for him to exceed them.

That’s not all the damage Wolff has done. The president often misuses the term “fake news,” typically by treating every media mistake as evidence of willful and systematic mendacity. This may be enough to bamboozle his ardent supporters, even if the rest of us understand the distinctio­n.

In “Fire and Fury,” however, Trump really does have something resembling fake news. The book is replete with casual errors of fact. Invidious stories are unsourced or unverifiab­le or, on close inspection, simply nonsensica­l. It was written with white-hot venom.

The book also comes from a writer already accused of playing it fast and loose with the facts. Wolff may fancy that he stands alongside Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein by exposing the hidden intrigues of power. In truth, his book is like a movie “based on real events.”

If the anti-Trump movement has a crippling defect, it’s smugness, and Wolff’s book reflects and richly feeds it. We’re the moral scolds who struggle to acknowledg­e the skeletons in our own closet, the smart people whose forecasts keep proving wrong. We said Trump couldn’t win. That the stock market would never recover from his election. That he would blow up NATO. That the Middle East would erupt in violence when Jerusalem was recognized as Israel’s capital.

The catastroph­es haven’t happened. By constantly predicting doom and painting the White House in the darkest colors, anti-Trumpers have only helped the president. We have set an almost impossibly high bar for Trumpian failure. We have increased the country’s tolerance for the president’s venial sins. And we have turned the “Resistance” into a byword for the hysterical and condescend­ing ninnies of American politics.

This is not a winning strategy. One of Trump’s underappre­ciated strengths is his sly command of irony, on display again last week when he tweeted that his two great assets in life were “mental stability and being, like, really smart.” Note the superfluou­s “like,” which is stupid when spoken but intended as humor when written. The president isn’t making a fool of himself. He’s having a laugh that’s part self-deprecatio­n, part trolling, and actual wit.

Misunderes­timation has already been the political stock in trade of one two-term Republican president. I believe that Trump is vain, gauche, bigoted, intemperat­e, bullying and morally unfit for his office. But he’s not deficient in cunning, and that cunning deserves healthy respect from his political opponents. That Michael Wolff fails to appreciate it only shows who’s the biggest dope in “Fire and Fury.”

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Bret Stephens

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