More filters. Sort order. Start your review of Trump: The Art of the Comeback. Feb 02, Nandakishore Mridula marked it as never-ever. But he'll be back in a hurry, None of you worry! Because it's just his fate To make America great!
Trump's on fire In New Hampshire! After biting the dust He did not go bust: Now he's leading the pack! This is the art of comeback. He's trumped all the rest In the presidential quest! Now it seems sure That Trump will endure; The "charm" of this man Is not a flash in the pan!
All resistance is broken! The people have spoken. Whether the right-winger cheers or the liberal sheds tears, One thing is clear: The White House is near! It seems nothing can Stop this superman! So get ready to jump, Click your heels , and say: "Heil Trump!
Scarce you know The lengths Trump will go To become the president! The truth's self-evident: He may be an outsider Functioning as a lone rider: But I dare you to pick Someone with a longer dick! So what if the Trump team Occasionally, blows off steam? Violence can't be all bad When one's guided by the gonad. Folks, what's wrong with you? We have to see this thing through!
If Ol' Don's not at the helm Terrorists will overwhelm Poor 'Murrica; and the Hispanic Population shall create panic Drugs shall be their birthright, They shall rape every woman in sight! And if the party disowns The millionaire of renown He'll not keep quiet: He's promised a riot!
Donald, old chap, You're in the last lap: You can't afford to slack And allow Cruz a comeback- It's all very easy; You just continue to be Yourself i.
Is it because he exhorted To punish women who aborted? Or because his team beats up People, when the debate heats up? So in the remaining caucuses Let's hope the populace focusses On getting Trump back on track; So he can make the famous "comeback"!
Let us exult At the inevitable result! Kasich and Cruz Have teamed up only to lose! Don's almost there On the presidential chair Kasich's also quit! Trump's the only guy For the GOP to swear by! Now there's just Hillary Or Bernie - he may still win the primary Only one more dragon to slay!
O frabjous day! Hillary's gonna take it on the chin, There's no way she's going to win! Policy matters? Don't discuss. The economy? Not worth the fuss. Trump will discuss only Hillary's spouse - And insult his way into the White House! Their opinion polls show a Hillary win; According to them, Trump's already done in! I have only this to state- Never underestimate the power of hate! Just remember a man with a funny moustache Who almost reduced the whole of Europe to ash But what the liberals do not know Is the power that paranoia can bestow!
When logic and reason will be totally dumped And sheer fear will make people vote for Trump! But since when do voters base their choice On a candidate's knowledge, experience and poise? What they want is the sound and the fury; The arrogance to play both judge and jury: The fireworks, bluster, empty rhetoric- Rudeness personified and a visage choleric So come eighth November It would be good to remember A candidate's never beat Unless he concedes defeat - So whatever the numbers say Or the poll results display Our fervour won't be doused!
Trump will sit in the White House! It just goes to show that Even a spoiled brat Can aspire to the White House If he's enough of a louse. With that, we conclude This lengthy prelude To a four-year interlude Of Presidential ineptitude.
With executive orders, he is equipped - Constitution? That will be skipped! In lawsuits he will be drowned! The Donald will never ever leave the White House! Not for a socialist, democratic louse! What do you think he is? A discarded spouse? If you are wise, his anger you will not rouse! The righteous warriors of Trump, Making our last stand in a forlorn dump; We may seem to you such laughable chumps- But just you wait!
We will be back with a thump! The Donald has many tricks up his fabled sleeve, Many a one that ordinary mortals can never perceive! Whether Joe and Kamala do beg, borrow or thieve The White House, Donald Trump shall never leave! The barbarian louts! Doesn't mean that Don is gonna sit and pout- He will still fight tooth and nail!
Don't you doubt! Until Jan 20, whatever you say Don is the Prez, and Prez he will stay! After that? Hip hip hooray! But don't think Joe is going to implement his raj- Presidency for him will always be a mirage! Come January, Pence will simply throw the votes in the bin And will confidently declare a Donald Trump win!
Because to let anyone else rule is a cardinal sin- So Dems! You don't know the level of fix you're in! What they don't know - or refuse to see - Is that the Don is here for all eternity! Be honest! Have you ever seen a horror movie Where the boogeyman is not waiting, sequel-ready?
View all comments. Feb 02, Manny marked it as not-to-read Shelves: donalds-are-trumps. After that annoying hiccup last night in Iowa I'm sure you'd hear some people whining and moaning and carrying on, but not the author of The Art of the Comeback!
He won't be complaining he was five points behind Cruz, no sir, he'll be pleased he was a whole point ahead of Rubio. He won't be bitching that his glass is half empty, he'll be telling his friends it's half full.
There's still plenty of Americans who can tell the difference between a true statesman and a clown who's trying to bluster his way into the White House. Think positive, that's the moral! And watch the Comeback Kid come back! View all 38 comments. May 03, Matt marked it as to-read-not Shelves: ducks-go-quacking. View all 37 comments. Jul 24, Chris Gordon rated it really liked it Shelves: nonfiction , trump , presidents , memoir , business.
A fun fact before we start the review: In the first chapter of this book, Donald Trump included a friendly photo of himself with then-First Lady Hillary Clinton. It really doesn't get funnier than that! As part of my quest to read every significant book writte A fun fact before we start the review: In the first chapter of this book, Donald Trump included a friendly photo of himself with then-First Lady Hillary Clinton.
As part of my quest to read every significant book written by Donald Trump i. Chronicling Trump in the s, this book attempts to give readers some insight into The Donald's meteoric comeback after a hard-hitting recession. Right off the bat, I have to address one glaring issue I had with this book. Although the title boasts of a heavy focus on his comeback, any focus on such a topic felt totally lacking, for seldom did Trump make any significant mention of his actual comeback throughout the majority of his book.
Rather, Trump did more of the same in writing about his successes and personal life, much like in his previous two books, The Art of the Deal and Surviving at the Top. I found this to be quite disappointing because I was genuinely interested in reading about how our President came back after suffering from such catastrophic financial losses — losses that nearly ended his career as a real estate mogul and international businessman. What really baffled me was Donald Trump's seeming reluctance to go into any great detail about his comeback despite his book being about that very topic.
At the end of his book, he outlined a week-in-the-life of Trump in the s, but rather than delving into a time during his financial struggles, he opted to write about a period of time after he had already made his fabled come back and regained financial stability. What a missed opportunity! He alludes to the possibility that readers may find his dealings during those troubling days to be uninteresting or boring, but I wholeheartedly disagree with that assumption.
If anything, I found that his day-to-day life after his comeback was just more of the same and not nearly as interesting as anything he must have done whilst climbing back to the top after falling so hard. Perhaps Donald Trump had to do some shady things to regain his throne, and writing of such things would have implicated him in some morally questionable business activities? He was a New York businessman, after all, and who among that class isn't just a little bit fallible?
Needless to say, the comeback aspect of the book was truly a great letdown when it could have been the most fascinating thing he could have ever written about thus far. At the beginning of the book, Donald Trump proclaims that he had a much better time writing this book than he did with writing Surviving at the Top, and for the most part, this enthusiasm shows.
I could tell that he was having more fun detailing his exploits and victories this time around, for he seemed to have exuded more appreciation for the good things in his life to a greater degree after nearly losing everything in his gold-dipped empire. The way he reflects on his beloved Trump Tower, for example, could only have been so heartfelt if he had nearly lost it to the banks, making him realize just how easily even someone like him can lose it all.
I think his near-destruction at the hands of the s recession humbled him to a degree, at least as it concerns his business dealings, which was a nice change to see out of someone as confident as Trump. I found most all of the book to be a very fun read.
I'd gotten bored, taken my eye off the ball. Why, I thought, should I work my ass off when I can get somebody to do it for me? Everything had gotten too easy. My life had been a series of wins with few, if any, failures. I went to the great Wharton School of Finance and did well. I'd quickly built a huge and successful company.
I'd made few mistakes, certainly none I could remember as having great consequence. I'll always remember that day in , standing at the corner of Fifth Avenue and Fifty-seventh Street, watching Trump Tower begin to rise. Even before the construction started, I was selling apartments at a rate that few people had witnessed before.
While I was looking up, someone tapped me on the shoulder and said, "Hi, Donald, how are you doing? He's a development pro. Jerry's a little older than me and, as it turns out, at that time at least, a little wiser. I began to tell him what a great success I was having renting the retail space and selling the apartments in Trump Tower.
The atrium, I said, was a spectacular success. He had heard that and congratulated me. Then he paused and said, in effect, "Be careful of the markets because when the markets change you could take the best apartment in any building in New York City and it's got virtually no sale value. That was impossible, I thought. Look at the way things were going.
I got a little cocky and, probably, a little bit lazy. I wasn't working as hard, and I wasn't focusing on the basics. I traveled around the world to the spring fashion shows in France. What the hell did I have to travel to Paris for when we have better fashion shows in New York?
The models were the same. Believe me, the clothes were beautiful, but I wasn't looking at the clothes. I began to socialize more, probably too much.
Frankly, I was bored. I really felt I could do no wrong. Sort of like a baseball player who keeps hitting home runs or a golfer who keeps winning tournaments--you just get a feeling of invincibility. Ultimately, this invincible feeling, while positive at times, can be destructive. You let down your guard.
You don't work as hard. Then things start to go in the wrong direction. And that's what happened to me--and I never thought it could. Sadly, Jerry was right that day on Fifth Avenue. Eleven years later, in , the market was so horrendous that prices, for even the best buildings in town, were plummeting.
Apartments were being bought at prices you never thought possible. It was a complete disaster. I personally witnessed the end of the real estate market and the beginning of what I term the Great Depression of That's right: I use the word depression. It was not a recession. It was, in fact, a depression, more severe than anything that had taken place since the early s.
Real estate markets were reeling. Banks were failing. Certain industries--retailing, the airlines, and countless others--were being virtually wiped out. You had to be really good to survive. And, sadly, you had to be lucky. Many of my friends were talented but not talented enough. Those friends are gone--never to be seen again on the business front. Many filed for bankruptcy, and many just gave up. They cashed in their chips or, far worse than that, were forced to work for someone else--pretty tough when you have always worked for yourself.
Take my good friend, a real estate executive who had built up a fairly good fortune. Before writing this, I asked if it would be possible for me to say something about him. I'm starting my new life, and it's beginning to work out okay. He's a terrific guy, but he believed in laying all his chips down at once.
It turned out his. By the end of he was completely wiped out. His wife and family had left him, and he started to drink heavily. It was a very sad day when he came into my office and asked me to help him get a job. I was certainly having my own problems at the time. But he had no money and, in fact, was overqualified for any kind of a job available to him. Because he had helped me in the mids, which I was just starting out, I made a concerted effort to help him.
It paid off. Today he is a successful executive within another company. But he will never be able to attain the success he once had. He refers to those times as just a chapter in his life. He made this gift without hesitation and not knowing that shortly thereafter a very bad time would be upon us. In and he was experiencing tremendous financial difficulty.
It was a great opportunity for him, and he never had a doubt that they would gladly give him the money. He called a meeting, and to his amazement the kids were dead set against returning even the smallest amount. They said to him, "Look, Dad, you got yourself into trouble. That's not our fault. You shouldn't ask us to give back the money you gave us. He walked out of that room in total disbelief. I saw this man recently, and his business is again doing well. He was able to survive without the help of his kids.
When I said to him, "How are your children? Have you ever forgiven them? He said, "Donald, what children are you talking about? I have no children, they're dead. I think this is a very sad story and truly feel that his children should be totally ashamed of themselves. In contrast, my father and I are very close--he really helped me through the bad times.
Fred Trump is a rough-and-tumble guy and a wonderful businessman. He has always taken great pride in my success and for fifteen years he has backed me wherever possible, never wavering once. Well, when times got bad, he continued to stand by me. He had no doubt that I would make it back.
He would tell people, "Don't worry about Donald, I've watched him all of his life. Donald is a winner and will have no trouble. Times are tough for everyone, but Donald will be the one who ends up on top. Another horrifying story, again the opposite of my own experience, involves a man I know who made a large bequest to a well-known university.
The bequest was to be paid over a long period, but the amounts of money were substantial. When this man got into trouble in the early s, he went to the university to ask its indulgence and essentially seek a temporary reduction or cessation of payment. He left the meeting feeling really good and believing his was a routine request that would be honored. Unfortunately, the following week he was delivered a legal notice demanding payment in full and stipulating that if the payment was not made, the university would immediately start a court action seeking the money and damages based on his pledge.
He told me that never again would he get involved in such a situation, and as he makes his final payment to the school next year, he will be happy in the knowledge that he will never have to make another payment to that institution. He is a very rich man again, and had this school behaved properly, the money it could have ultimately received would have been far greater than what he had already given.
Because of this, whenever I make a long-term commitment to a school or charity, I stipulate that I have the right, at any time and for any reason, to stop payment. Times change, economies change, and the world changes--and I won't be caught.
My blip--as I call my difficult time--was much different from that of my friends. It was more a sabbatical of sorts. If I'd had my eye on the ball, I'm sure I would have seen more of the problems on the economic horizon. The truth is, I did see some. I got nervous when Washington passed a ludicrous tax law in it ended up being a disaster for both real estate and banking and caused the depression of More on that later. The fact is, I saw the signs. So I started selling. Unfortunately, when I want to sell, nobody else wants to buy because they figure I know something more than they do.
Why should they buy something Donald Trump doesn't want? Fortunately, I did get off one deal before the deluge--and it was a beauty.
Here I'd bought a building from the great Harry Helmsley and he was indeed a great man who, unfortunately, married the wrong woman and sold it at a huge profit. In my eyes this further proved my invincibility. How could I possibly fail? I'd had incredible success with the Grand Hyatt Hotel; cash poured in from my casinos in Atlantic City; Trump Tower condos stayed on the.
It was a fantastic time, like the Roaring Twenties. But of course, it couldn't last. I learned at the Wharton School of Finance that the economy runs in cycles. I guess I forgot the second half of the lesson, along with everyone else in business: Eventually, something's got to give.
This time, the give was precipitated by the U. It was , the peak of the real estate market's boom. Some pundits down in Washington, D. The tax code was revised, and the Tax Equity and Fiscal Responsibility Act of TEFRA was passed, destroying just about any incentive anyone might have for investing in real estate. And, you may remember, it included a stipulation that the tax laws be applied retroactively. Overnight developers and investors went bust by the thousands. The banks did just as badly.
Here's why. First, TEFRA eviscerated the tax shelters--in place to encourage investment--thereby leaving investors virtually no incentive to put their money into any type of development--including low- and moderate-income housing. Second, the upper-income tax rate was lowered from 51 percent to 32 percent.
Investing involves risk. With a 51 percent tax, investors might take a chance on a new housing project. If the project went south, the investor could recapture his losses in the form of a tax break. If an investor is taxed only 32 percent, why bother with the risk? The most damaging effect of this law was, of course, that it would be applied retroactively. Property values fell so precipitously that developers who had never missed a loan payment were being foreclosed upon because regulators, pointing to the abruptly devalued worth of their mortgaged property, demanded millions more in additional collateral.
I couldn't believe that a government would allow deals to be made and then wipe them out. It's one thing to establish a new set of guidelines; it's another thing to say, Guess what, the rules you were playing by, and basing already done deals on, are dead. Some people had to pay for tax shelters while, at the same time, paying taxes on the shelters they were buying.
Most surprisingly, while I can understand politicians doing the wrong thing, I couldn't believe that the retroactivity provisions would be upheld by the courts, but amazingly, they were. It was a total disaster and incredibly unfair. People don't seem to understand this and apparently members of the Supreme Court don't either , but in terms of economics, real estate is the backbone of this country. Construction not only creates jobs, it spurs manufacturing. And consider the retail aspect: If people buy houses, they buy carpets, furniture, and so on.
These politicians--many of whom had never functioned in the world of big business, or any business, for that matter--couldn't see past their fingertips. They passed this thing into law without giving one thought to the long-term consequences. Witness the domino effect: By , 62 percent of all airlines had gone bankrupt. Fewer houses were under construction than in Not since the Great Depression were so few construction workers employed.
The Resolution Trust Corporation was forced to sell its property at five cents on the dollar. Real estate values sunk trillions of dollars during this time. Imagine my despair as I watched every single asset I owned--condominiums, hotels, casinos, my airline-hit the skids. One day, while walking down Fifth Avenue, hand in hand with Marla, I pointed across the street to a man holding a cup and with a Seeing Eye dog.
I asked, "Do you know who that is? Marla said to me: "Yes, Donald. He's a beggar. Isn't it too bad?
He looks so sad! I said, "You're right. This was an interesting period of time, because as I told the story I realized in my own mind that what I was saying was true. I also began to realize that I had better get back to work! My net worth had been in the billions. By the spring of I was deeply in the red; my empire was hemorrhaging value. When the Supreme Court upheld the retroactivity provisions in , I knew that not only for me, but for my colleagues as well, prospects were grim.
But frequently, you have no choice. Ttrump business, negotiating and making deals require a lot of background work?
Stay open to new ways and ideas so that you and your instincts will continue to grow! Goodreads helps you keep track of books you want to read. Want to Read saving…. Want to Read Currently Reading Read. Other editions. Enlarge cover. Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Kasich's also quit. You could just read the last couple of chapters and get most of the value out of this book!
Examine every project in detail before you commit to it and plan every step you will have to take to make it succeed. Getting anything started requires passion! To ask other readers questions about Trumpplease sign up. At that time, many of my downlkad also fell deeply in debt. Dnoald knew if I combined my passion for golf with my knowledge of the process, I recently read Trump's "Art of the Deal" which covers his career up until the mids.
I had hoped to learn why he was so badly impacted by the recession, I would succeed! Clinton, would have been another four years of a masquerade that these United States continue to hide behind and pretend that disadvantaged people are being given a fair shake! Where is he! For seven years, entrepreneur, New York City had been trying to rebuild and restore this beautiful skating rink.
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