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FROM SIEGE: Trump Under Fire
Donald Trump seemed to believe that his skills and instincts were at least a match for all the thoroughness and resources of the United States Department of Justice. He even believed the DOJ's exhaustive approach would work in his favor. "Boring. Confusing for everybody," he said, dismissing the summary of the special counsel's investigation provided by his lawyers. "You can't follow any of this. No hook."
One of the many odd aspects of Trump's presidency was that he did not see being president, either the responsibilities or the exposure, as being all that different from his pre-presidential life. He had endured almost countless investigations in his long career. He had been involved in various kinds of litigation for the better part of forty-five years. He was a fighter who, with brazenness and aggression, got out of fixes that would have ruined a weaker, less wily player. That was his essential business strategy: what doesn't kill me strengthens me. Though he was wounded again and again, he never bled out.
"It's playing the game," he explained in one of his frequent monologues about his own superiority and everyone else's stupidity. "I'm good at the game. Maybe I'm the best. Really, I could be the best. I think I am the best. I'm very good. Very cool. Most people are afraid that the worst might happen. But it doesn't, unless you're stupid. And I'm not stupid."