Comey’s Memoir, ‘Pee Tape’ & Mr. Trump

“He brought up what he called the ‘golden showers thing’ . . . adding that it bothered him if there was ‘even a 1 percent chance’ his wife, Melania, thought it was true,” Comey writes in “A Higher Loyalty.” [New York Post]

IT WAS the most logical defense Donald Trump could make to James Comey at the time.

Man to man, POTUS to F.B.I. Director.

“There’s no way I would let people pee on each other around me, no way,” President Trump said, according to Comey.

In case that wasn’t enough, Trump laid on another layer.

“Can you imagine me, hookers?” Comey says Trump told him before adding “he has a beautiful wife and the whole thing has been very painful to her.”

The former Playboy model who claims to have had a relationship with Trump said he tried to pay her after their first time together.

There are hookers and there are hookers.

Trump’s Russia fetish reminds me of what it was like in the early 1990s. I was dating a man of a certain age and financial status who joined a group of Wall Street tycoons in Russia after the Soviet Union dissolved. It was the Wild West. The stories he told me were hard to believe but this man didn’t need to manufacture wild adventures. Money men from all over the world landed in Russia looking for deals. The gentleman I was dating said women were a part of every meeting, every dinner, they were around his group all day. So were nefarious characters. During one visit things got wild. His bodyguards had to whisk him out of a hotel without using doors.

The type of tale out of Russia described in the Steele Dossier is not outlandish to me.

I’ve interviewed enough women who entertain these gentlemen to know that ego’s powerful appetite can devour your life if left to rule alone.

The risk. The excitement. The fresh conquest.

The more in control the ego, the more fragile, insecure, and narcissistic the human hidden behind it.

From the book review of A Higher Loyalty by The New York Times.

A February 2017 meeting in the White House with Trump and then chief of staff Reince Priebus left Comey recalling his days as a federal prosecutor facing off against the Mob: “The silent circle of assent. The boss in complete control. The loyalty oaths. The us-versus-them worldview. The lying about all things, large and small, in service to some code of loyalty that put the organization above morality and above the truth.” An earlier visit to Trump Tower in January made Comey think about the New York Mafia social clubs he knew as a Manhattan prosecutor in the 1980s and 1990s — “The Ravenite. The Palma Boys. Café Giardino.”

The central themes that Comey returns to throughout this impassioned book are the toxic consequences of lying; and the corrosive effects of choosing loyalty to an individual over truth and the rule of law. Dishonesty, he writes, was central “to the entire enterprise of organized crime on both sides of the Atlantic,” and so, too, were bullying, peer pressure and groupthink — repellent traits shared by Trump and company, he suggests, and now infecting our culture.

But why pay $30,000 to hush up a doorman who has a story of an alleged love child between Trump and his housekeeper when you don’t believe it’s true?

Payment after payment after payment for alleged undisciplined acts that would leave any man open to blackmail.

For Comey, the spectacle of Donald Trump in the presidency represents everything the former F.B.I. man abhors.

The meeting of these two men is a powerful case for destiny.