The bullet that grazed Donald Trump at a rally in Pennsylvania, captured in a photo of his bloody ear, raised fist, and the American flag, places Trump in a pantheon of wounded presidents, up there with Ronald Reagan, who quipped to Nancy after he was shot in 1981, “Honey, I forgot to duck.”
Reflecting on the assassination attempt, I realized that the story of Donald Trump is a succession of survivals—in business, politics, and the judicial system—lifting him to a pinnacle of celebrity and power.
