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Fire and Fury: Inside the Trump White House

Michael Wolff


There isn’t much else to say that hasn’t already been said by so many others this past week, so I’ll stay brief.

I’m grateful to be done with this book, but it was worth the read. One of the top Amazon reviews when I bought it described it as a 5-gallon tub of ice cream. Each spoonful tastes great, and you keep wanting another spoonful, but as it goes you eventually just want it to be done. After the past year of grumpiness and anxiety about the state of the world, it was fairly cathartic to see it all laid out as the rambling tragicomedy that it has been.

Fire and Fury was remarkably uninsightful, but I also can’t really imagine a version that actually lays out groundbreaking information. If there was some incredible revelation, the proper channel for that revelation would probably be through law enforcement or through a news outlet. Instead, its a rundown of twelve months of what we have all been seeing and feeling in a concise package.

The book, more than anything, turns the typical reporting of action vs action into a narrative of the personalities of its players. The actions, which filled our newspapers and minds for the past year, are just the results of those butting personalities. Frankly, aside from a few articles here and there I’ve never really had any picture of how Bannon or Conway or Priebus behave on a daily basis. Fire and Fury lays out the personalities of each player in great detail so that the strangeness of the news seems just a natural result of their quirks.