HYPOCRISY, SPINELESSNESS, AND THE TRIUMPH OF DONALD TRUMP

He said Republican politicians would be easy to break. He was right.

- Mark Leibovich

In the summer of 2015, back when he was still talking to traitorous reporters like me, I spent extended stretches with Donald Trump. He was in the early phase of his first campaign for president, though he had quickly made himself the inescapable figure of that race-as he would in pretty much every Republican contest since. We would hop around his various clubs, buildings, holding rooms, limos, planes, golf carts, and mob scenes, Trump disgorging his usual bluster, slander, flattery, and obvious lies.

The diatribes were exhausting and disjointed.

But I was struck by one theme that Trump kept pounding on over and over: that he was used to dealing with "brutal, vicious killers" by which he meant his fellow ruthless operators in showbiz, real estate, casinos, and other big-boy industries. In contrast, he told me, politicians are saps and weaklings.

"I will roll over them," he boasted, referring to the flaccid field of Republican challengers he was about to debate at the Ronald Reagan Presidential Library that September. They were "puppets," "not strong people." He welcomed their contempt, he told me, because that would make his turning them into supplicants all the more humiliating.

"They might speak badly about me now, but they won't later," Trump said. They like to say they are "public servants," he added, his voice dripping with derision at the word servant. But they would eventually submit to him and fear him. They would "evolve," as they say in politics. "It will be very easy; I can make them evolve," Trump told me. "They will evolve."

Like most people who'd been around politics for a while, I was dubious. And wrong. They evolved.

"I've never seen anything like it," Trump told me the following spring, as he was completing his romp to the 2016 nomination.