Nothing new here, but Ted Rall is surprisingly objective about Trump's appeal to down and out Americans. Unlike say, Ta-Nehisi Coates or Hillary Clinton, he doesn't just put it all down to racism and bad genes and stupidity. The tired and fundamentally fraudulent Hitler comparisons are here, of course, but for the most part Ted saves the shrill hysteria for the last couple of pages.
One interesting footnote. As a lifelong New York City boy, Ted does a pretty good job documenting Trump's "scuzzy" behavior as a rabble-rousing Real Estate Tycoon in the Bronx-is-Burning era of NYC, roughly 1970-1990. But he leaves out something very interesting. Back then there was a celebrated rape case where an affluent white woman was assaulted in Central Park and left for dead. Five black boys were accused of the crime, but there were no real witnesses and the case divided the whole city along racial lines. So then Trump, being Trump, took out a full-page ad in one of the New York papers, basically saying the boys were all guilty and should all get the death penalty.
Now why would Ted Rall leave that out? It was a well-known NYC case. The incident certainly showcases Trump's meanness, his brutal racism, and his need to jump on any bandwagon going. Problem is, a lot of prominent white liberals denounced the Central Park Five as well. Anna Quindlen and Pete Hamill both embarrassed themselves by denouncing the boys in print, using Bull Connor language while supposedly upholding the ideals of Bobby Kennedy. Neither of them ever apologized when it was revealed that the Central Park Five were in fact all innocent. Anna Quindlen is a Barnard graduate, by the way. Ted Rall graduated -- no, wait, he got kicked out -- well, he almost graduated from Columbia. The point is, New York City liberals stick together. And after all, what's a little racism between friends?
Ted Rall denounces Trump as a racist because, like his father, he never liked renting or selling to blacks. Funny thing is, if you were on the Columbia Campus when Ted Rall was there, you would have noticed that the world famous Morningside Heights campus was literally walled off from the rest of the city. There were brown-skinned janitors to mop up the filth, and brown-skinned guards to keep the filth off campus. Professors didn't mix with the help, by the way. Most of the professors were white, and the mostly white undergraduates were not exactly encouraged to venture off campus, especially not after dark. (My roommate got mugged in the first semester.)
Teddy boy doesn't mention any of that stuff. I remember him quite well, (we were both incoming freshman, 5th Floor, Carman Hall, fall of 1981) and the main thing I recall is that he had some weird problem getting along with people. A couple of his roommates were Chinese and one night they chased him down the hall, and security had to come up and save his ass. Apparently he painted a swastika on their door because he didn't like their politics. Or maybe he just didn't like rooming with a couple of foreigners.
To sum up, then, this is a good book, but it's not great. Even though Ted Rall and Donald Trump actually have a lot in common. More than either of them would ever admit!