THE BIG BREAK

A feature writer for the Washington Post looks into D.C.’s concentric rings of lobbyists, influence peddlers, and wannabes.

“I was rarely the kind of reporter who chased The Big Story,” writes Terris. “I was more interested in the sideshow.” As he ably shows, most of the D.C. scene is precisely that sideshow, with a shifting cast who are in one day, out the next. His text opens with a midlevel Democratic Party official who throws poker parties that were once quite popular, with juicy quotables emerging from them (of Sen. Kyrsten Sinema, the operative remarks, “She has such bad politics, but she’s so hot.” Of course, many of Terris’ subjects are die-hard Trump supporters, desperate to claw themselves back to either respectability or a place in a presumed second administration. Among the most visible of the White nationalist outcasts is Matt Schlapp, who, with his wife, “had once been the very picture of the old Republican establishment….But they were Trump people now.” Thanks in part to the author’s reporting, Schlapp is now damaged goods on the strength of an alleged untoward sexual advance toward a male staffer, but that didn’t stop him from hosting a Christmas party at which George Santos was loudly present—“the kind of grifter,” one GOP stalwart worried, who would have success “gaining purchase in Trump’s, and Matt’s, Republican Party.” On the Democratic side, the picture is scarcely prettier. After fomenting bad polling, one operative, already iffy because his “love of money in politics put him at odds with most liberals,” found himself on the outs with the powers that be. “It’s amazing what people are willing to overlook when things are going well for them,” writes Terris.

A dishy look at how insider Washington works, fueled by drugs, booze, and, of course, mountains of money.