WHAT DOES TRUMP STAND FOR?
In one sense, “What does Donald Trump stand for?” is a question without an answer. If we are trying to figure out what Trump believes, we will have a difficult time. Trump’s inner core is inscrutable, even to himself. Reading his books is not much of a help; Trump himself appears to have a very limited role in actually writing them (Tony Schwartz, who ghostwrote The Art of the Deal, says Trump had no hand whatsoever in the writing process, and limited himself to spending “a couple of hours” reading a draft of the book once Schwartz had completed it.) And so much of Trump’s public persona is cultivated. As he puts it: I’ve read stories in which I’m described as a cartoon… A comic book version of the big-city business mogul with the gorgeous girlfriend and the private plane and the personal golf course…. My cartoon is real . . . I am the creator of my own comic book, and I love living in it.
By trying to understand what Trump “stands for,” then, we are more interested in asking: “What does Donald Trump represent?” It’s less fruitful to look at what he himself thinks he signifies than to look at what he does, in fact, signify. Trump, for example, would think he stands for the tasteful and elegant rather than the gilded and schlocky. He would think he stands for the humble and cautious rather than the egotistical and erratic. But his thinking it does not make it so. More productive than trying to figure out what makes Trump tick is understanding the philosophy that he has publicly espoused, the character that he has created and foisted upon us all. That character is “Donald Trump” the “comic book” super-mogul. Since the 1980’s, his name has been synonymous with the ostentatious display of riches, the totally shameless embrace of an ideology of self-love and self-enrichment.
The Trump philosophy of life is simple: life is a competition. The one who gets rich wins. The ones who don’t lose. It’s a world of winners and losers, and Trump wants to be a winner. Wealth therefore measures worth. And to Trump, there’s nothing wrong with bragging about those riches, if you’ve got them. Besides, perhaps, Ayn Rand (who wore a gold brooch in the shape of a dollar sign), perhaps nobody has ever so openly promulgated a philosophy of wealth, selfishness, and competition.
Trump has attempted to pass this philosophy onto his own children. His son Donald Jr. recalls that before school in the morning, Trump used to tell him that only losers ever trust anyone: Seven o’clock in the morning, I’m going to school—hugs, kisses, and he used to say a couple of things. ‘No smoking, no drinking, no drugs.’ I think a great lesson for any kid. But then he followed up with: ‘Don’t. Trust. Anyone. Ever.’ And, you know, he’d follow it up two seconds later with, ‘So, do you trust me?’ I’d say, ‘Of course, you’re my dad.’ He’d say, ‘What did I just—’ You know, he thought I was a total failure. He goes, ‘My son’s a loser, I guess.’ Because I couldn’t even understand what he meant at the time. I mean, it’s not something you tell a four-year-old, right? But it really means something to him.
One might be justified in believing this a perverse thing to tell a young child. But it is a logical outgrowth of Trump’s core convictions, such as they are. Dylan Matthews of Vox suggests that Trump essentially sees the world as zero-sum and dog-eat-dog: there is a pie, and some people get more of the pie than others, and if you’re getting more of it then you’re a winner, and if you’re getting less of it then you’re a loser, and everyone is trying to stab you in the back to get a bigger piece. It may be somewhat sick to tell your child they are a failure because they trust people and because they love their father. But such is Trump’s view of humanity.
