Kevin D. Williamson is brilliant for the National Review, delving into the connection between Donald Trump and the world of and inspired by Glengarry Glen Ross.

For all his gold-plated toilets, [Donald Trump] is at heart that middling junior salesman watching Glengarry Glen Ross and thinking to himself: “That’s the man I want to be.” How many times do you imagine he has stood in front of a mirror trying to project like Alec Baldwin? Unfortunately for the president, it’s Baldwin who does the good imitation of Trump, not the other way around.... He isn’t Blake. He’s poor sad old Shelley Levene, who cannot close the deal, who spends his nights whining about the unfairness of it all.

The type of insight we needed last summer.