Enough by Cassidy Hutchinson
Trump wasn’t the worst man in her life.
One doesn’t need to read this book to learn anything more or new about her testimony to various governmental finders of fact. Everything she discusses is here was either previously known or revealed in the news-blitz when it was released.
Richard Hutchinson, her father, is Donald Trump without Fred Trump’s money.
She makes every effort, I think too much effort, to make excuses for her pathetic, uneducated, misogynistic sperm-donor of a father, explaining away his abuse, neglect, bad-faith, and ill-will just as any daughter still beholden to the dream that her dad is “just misunderstood.”
As you might imagine, this goes a long way to explain her naive willingness to trust prize-winners like Mark Meadows, Kevin McCarthy, Steve Selise, Ted Cruz, and Donald Trump enough to go to work for them. I’m sure they all looked like paragons of virtue in comparison to the waste of time she grew up with.
Ms Hutchinson is very physically attractive, and I cringe to think of the abusive comments, leering, lingering touches, and “joking” double-entendre she received while working for these GOP miscreants. She grew up in a home that did not value women as human beings, so I’m sure getting more of that treatment as a young professional was just passed off as “boys will be boys.”
She seems to know what full-deck creeps Matt Gaetz and Rudy Giuliani are, but it took other people intervening to warn them off of her. She talks about Trump wanting her hair to be more like Hope Hicks, and she did what Trump asked her to do, getting highlights she did not like or want to please him, but she seems completely oblivious to the fact that a request like that would have rapidly become a matter for HR to remediate in any other professional setting.
She won’t be doing any more writing. This hastily-penned memoir was clearly ghost-written, and while it isn’t bad, it simply lacks any real soul. The vulnerability she performs in the text is transparently an attempt at repair to her reputation as a person who gives comfort to anti-democratic insurrectionists. She hasn’t connected her willingness to “go along” with people like Mark Meadows to the approval she desperately seeks and will never get from her father.
She’s ashamed of what she did before she agreed to do her sworn duty and testify, and she should be, but she wants to use her performance of her sworn duty to the citizens of the United States as a ticket back to legitimate life as a political operative. I’m sure she’ll succeed. She has the looks and she is still young enough to land a high profile job with another bucket of GOP hacks.
There are redeeming moments in the book. Her admiration and inspiration from Alex Butterfield was clearly genuine. That was touching.
I don’t dislike her. I recognize that she did the right thing. She showed true courage. She also had a lot of help. She got pro bono representation from a white-shoe K-street law firm. Her principal attorneys took her in like family. They deserve as much thanks as she does.
Let this review be enough. Unless you’re doing research on her in particular, use your book-reading time more wisely. She will sell plenty of copies of this, she doesn’t need your help.