Almost 150 years ago, an anonymous author published The Odd Trump, a novel whose description leaves no doubt as to the reasons for its obscurity. It’s fanciful and trivial — and it happens to feature a protagonist named Trump with a pal and occasional rival named Clinton.

Although it was not about politics or two prominent taking a bite at their heads politically as is expected in today’s presidential debate, the novel has the names of the two US presidential candidates as characters.

The New Yorker’s Page Turner section published a brief account of the novel, its author, and characters Trumpley Wailes (Trump, for short) and DeWitt Clinton. Trump, appropriately enough, works in a banking firm and obfuscates his financial circumstances. He also rescues a woman from drowning, an act titanically too heroic for Donald J.

The Victorians loved a good tale stocked with far-fetched adventures, and this one delivers. The roster of outlandish sundries includes a haunted mansion, “ghostly sleepwalkers,” a train wreck that directly leads to the aforementioned damsel’s near-drowning, and, for good measure, some dueling.


It also includes this passage, in which Trump acts a drunken fool and, at Clinton’s suggestion to turn in for the evening, threatens to lob a beer bottle at his head.

“Trump had risen again, throwing another pipe on the hearth, danced a most absurd pas seul , kicked a chair over, set it up again, and then resumed his seat. ‘Oh, what a blockhead! Mother was right. Go on, please, I am all attention. One more mouthful of beer.’

‘It’s my opinion,’ said Clinton, ‘that you have had enough beer to-night. Help yourself, however, and welcome.’

‘My dear [Trump], go to bed,’ said Clinton. ‘I am ashamed of keeping you up so late, listening to my dull stories.’

‘If you say bed to me again I’ll throw this beer bottle at you!’”

Throwing beer bottles — now that sounds a bit more accurate. Clinton also refers to Trump as “an obstinate mule-headed sucker,” and unfortunately I don’t foresee Hillary Clinton landing that particular blow. Perhaps we’ll have better luck with “deceitful old humbug”; after all, that’s pretty incontestable.

The author who remained anonymous at the time of publication is George J.A. Coulson from Baltimore, Maryland. The Odd Trump was his most successful literary endeavor, but the tepid reviews indicate a mixed response.

“We are always grateful to any rising literary man who does not fill us with physical loathing,” wrote The Nation’s reviewer, charitably. Another noted that “the plot is rather complicated.” The chapter titles, a number of which mention dealings with ghosts, suggest as much. They also alert us to a character gloriously named Prince Prettyman.

All in all, the novel sounds worlds more pleasant than the 2016 presidential election, and it’s available for your enjoyment! Read it for free here



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