In 25 years at Vanity Fair, I wrote probably about a quarter of a million words for the magazine’s monthly “Editor’s Letter.” Looking back, I devoted a disproportionate number of those words to Trump.

I have a long, curious history with the man, going back to the early 80s. He’s threatened to sue me a number of times, he’s tweeted the rudest things about me, and he’s begged me for favorable coverage. He’s also invited me to two of his weddings, dinner at Mar-a-Lago, and regularly (and valiantly) tried to convince me that he wasn’t “short-fingered.”