Listening to a collection of New Yorker articles called Rogues. In it, there's a profile of the TV producer who gave Trump his break in The Apprentice. There's a grotesquely accurate depiction of Trump in the piece in which he is described as a poor person's image of a rich person. In another article, dealing with arms dealers from the Middle East, there's a description of the vulgar displays of wealth these indirect murderers make. Somehow, their tastes are no different from Trump's.