After I finished reporting for my book on President Trump, I felt weariness. The country was in real turmoil. The virus was out of control. The economy was in crisis with more than 40 million out of work. A powerful reckoning on racism and inequality was upon us. There seemed to be no end in sight, and certainly no clear path to get there.
I thought back to the conversation with Trump on February 7 when he mentioned the “dynamite behind every door”, the unexpected explosion that could change everything. He was apparently thinking about some external event that would affect the Trump presidency.