Donald Trump's niece says her uncle is not the very stable genius he claims to be. In her new book she writes that her uncle did well on his SATs, his Scholastic Aptitude Tests, only because he paid someone else to write them for him.
It's also being reported that DJT was abused by his cruel father.
Donald Trump suffered 'child abuse' at the hands of his father Fred Trump Sr, the President's niece Mary Trump will claim in her explosive memoir
The book claims Fred Sr 'caused [Donald] terror' and he 'suffered deprivations that would scar him for life'
The 55-year-old psychologist also compares Donald to Frankenstein’s monster, only unlike Dr Frankenstein, he is ‘proud of his monster’
Mary writes that she believes her uncle is not only a narcissist, but 'meets the criteria for antisocial personality disorder, which in its most severe form is generally considered sociopathy'
Mary reveals Donald's eldest sister Maryanne, scoffed at his presidential run, calling him 'a clown' and poked fun at his 'five bankruptcies'
Too Much and Never Enough: How My Family Created the World's Most Dangerous Man is now being released two weeks early on July 14.The 55-year-old psychologist also compares Donald to Frankenstein, only unlike Dr. Frankenstein, he is ‘proud of his monster’.
She writes: ‘He glories in its anger and its destruction and while he cannot imagine its love, he believes in all his heart in its rage. He is Frankenstein without the conscience.'This is getting very, very creepy.
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I read Maggie Haberman's piece in the New York Times, Mound. So far, the revelations aren't surprising. I suspect that what will be surprising is how deep the pathology goes.
This brings back memories of a guy I carpooled with during undergrad. He made a good bit of money writing LSATs for students trying to get into law school. Sometimes, when expenses were covered, he would travel some distance to sit the exams under someone else's name. He would guarantee a certain score and sometimes got a bit extra if he exceeded expectations.
Great, now I'm going to spend the rest of the day struggling to remember his name. All I can remember so far is that he drove a beat up Mini Minor. Damn - it'll come to me. Such were the days when photo-ID wasn't common.
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