“Bill O’Reilly said in his lifetime this is the greatest phenomenon he’s ever seen.” “I may be,” says Trump, almost philosophically, and referencing the many people who have told him they’ve never seen anything like this. In other words, Trump could be the most famous man in the world right now. His son-in-law, New York Observer owner Jared Kushner, married to his daughter Ivanka and also a real estate scion - but clearly a more modest and tempered fellow, a wisp next to his beefsteak father-in-law - offered that they may have reached 100 percent name recognition. Circumventing any chance that I might dampen the sentiment, he quickly answered his own question: “No one ever has.” “Have you ever seen anything like this?” he asked. He’s in easy and relaxed form campaigning here in these final days before the June 7 California primary, even with Hillary Clinton’s biggest backers and a city that is about half Latino surrounding him.Įarlier in the day, I’d met with Trump at a taping of ABC’s Jimmy Kimmel Live! at the El Capitan Theatre on Hollywood Boulevard, where he was the single guest for the evening (musicians The Weeknd and Belly canceled upon learning of his appearance). Trump is an optimist - at least about himself. He’s a New Yorker who actually might be more at home in California (in fact, he says he usually comes to his home here - two buildings on Rodeo Drive - only once a year). He may be the most threatening and frightening and menacing presidential candidate in modern life, and yet, in person he’s almost soothing. One thing to understand about Trump is that, rather unexpectedly, he’s neither angry nor combative. They had a neighborhood roped off, four or five blocks away from this beautiful house. “There had to be over a thousand policeman. And he’s just returned from a big donor fundraiser in Brentwood for the Republican Party at the home of Tom Barrack, the investor and former Miramax co-owner. “You looked outside before, you see what’s going on,” he boasts about the police surrounding his house, and the Secret Service detail cramming his garage and snaking around the pool at the center of the front drive. He is, as he has been for much of our conversation - and perhaps much of the last year - marveling at his own campaign. He’s here for the final presidential primary, a California coronation of sorts, after rallies in Orange County (where violence broke out and seven people were arrested). We’re settling in for a late-night chat at his Beverly Hills house, a 5,395-square-foot Colonial mansion directly across from the Beverly Hills Hotel. The long day is ending for Donald Trump with a pint of vanilla Haagen-Dazs ice cream.
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