Putative author, Carkan Moil, claims to have been falsely convicted or Alzheimer's Disease and given the maximum sentence the law allows: life imprisonment without possibility of parole, his estate confiscated and placed in the hands of a conservator appointed by the court. All this because of his amazing discovery of psychic Stillicide, whereat his mind has found a miraculous coition or comminglement with the mind of Donald Trump. Now (in collusion with Jonathan Swift, cloistered in the seclusion of Golden Home Secured Care, a locked nursing facility in the posh Hollywood Land Hills of California ) he perfectly transcribes all the mental ejaculations of HE WHO MUST BE NAMED. So for the first time we are treated to all the specifics of Trump's precepts for the presidency that he has thus far denied the press and general publick. These are all Swift Solutions for such problems as Mexican immigration, Muslims in America, abortion, the economy, war and World hunger. Actually, with Swiftian Irony, macabre wit cloaked in eloquent sanctimony, Carkan Moil gives us a little taste of what we might be in for should Donald Trump ever ascend to the White House. Writing with cold detachment, replete with humanitarian claims, the author serves up outrageously ruthless, piously pragmatic Trumponium Swift Solutions to all our social ills, exposing the ugly antipodes of the mind of a psychopath. When Trump started out we thought it was a joke. We were wrong. The joke's on us. This book is a satire on what I see as the Trump Playbook if he ever gets elected. I use Jonathan Swift satire to spoof what I consider very real dangers we might face if this guy ever gets his hands on the buttons and codes. Let alone what he'll do in this country. But this book is funny. It should have you falling down in a giggle fit, micturating melliflously, soiling your Sunday best. The original inspiration for this plunge into the twisted mind of Trump came from my love of Jonathan Swift's Modest Proposal in which his answer to the poverty in Ireland during the 1700s was for Irish women to sell their babies to the rich as food for their tables. It's a lot of good laughs but I hope it will make you stop and think about just how dangerous this guy is.