Why did noted psychiatrist, Dr. Irving Salan, say Donald Trump was a certified nut?

    The late Dr.  Irving Salan was a psychiatrist for the rich and famous back in the 90's. His cost for an hour on the couch was $300. A high price in those days. The first Tuesday of every month he held an open house party at his magnificant Park Avenue office in New York City . I was hired to entertain the 40-50 past, present and future clients. Also a dozen of his friends in the medical trade.
     My internist, Dr. Sydney Kreps, was a close friend of Dr. Salan's and arranged our introduction. We bonded immediately. I appeared at dozens of his monthly parties. Sometimes with one of my "Shills." For example, Pat Paulson who was on the Smothers Brothers TV Show. Pat pretended he was seeking a psychologist to travel with him on the road for a summer tour. Because he claimed to be suicidal.
     Dr. Salan's guests caught on immediately and plied Pat with questions that he answered frivolously and hilariously. It was quite an evening of fun. Another time I brought along friend Bob Pagani who was a uniformed guard at Madison Square Garden. Bob could always find me a front row seat when the Knicks played a basketball game. Nor did I have to pay.
     Anyhow, I arranged for Bob to appear at Dr. Salan's party when it was in full swing, knock on the door and claim he was looking for illegal aliens hiding in his apartment. With half-a-dozen huge rooms and walkin closets, that was possible. He was invited in to look and the large group of guests became silent and apprehensive. That is, unil Bob and I became involved in sarcastic banter that quickly revealed the hoax. There was good natured laughter and applause.
     When Dr. Salan retired, he moved to the farm he purchased in New Hampshire, along with his wife Elaine and two German Shephard dogs. They were docile, loving and very protective when anyone came to the house. Then, both dogs would stiffen, growl and poise, ready to attack.
     I visited Dr. Salen a few times as his overnight guest and we would take long walks in the woods with his two dogs wagging their tails. On one walk, just before he passed away, I asked him to tell me something about his patients. "Well," he said, "I'm an MD sworn not to tell tales out of my private practice. I will say that this real estate mogul, Donald Trump, is a certified nut job. No way I could change his mentality. And I certainly tried!"