Trump U.

THE INSIDE STORY OF TRUMP UNIVERSITY


STEPHEN GILPIN

“Stephen: great job!” —Donald J. Trump

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About the Book

The first insider account straight from Trump University, by one of its in-house real estate coaches and mentors.

While the rants of the President of the United States seem inescapable, and we know his opinion on all things, we’ve yet to hear from someone who was at the heart of one of his signature outrages—Trump University, the infamous and elaborate scheme to con hundreds of earnest citizens out of their hard-earned dollars.

Until now.

Stephen Gilpin, a self-taught expert at leveraging properties, was once upon a time a great admirer of Donald J. Trump. When he was asked to join Trump University’s Trump Entrepreneur Initiative as a “Master Real Estate Coach,” he jumped at the chance. Little did he know that he would become an unwilling participant in a wide-ranging fraud that resulted in investigations, multiple lawsuits, and $25 million in fines.

Here is the true story of what it was like to work for the man who became 45th President of the United States.

246 pages • Paperback ISBN 978-1-682191-24-8 • E-book 978-1-682191-25-5

About the Author

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Photograph © Adrian Jones

Stephen Gilpin was born in Pittston, PA. He has taught real estate for more than a decade, and has initiated and sealed numerous deals in Florida, New York, Boston and elsewhere. He lives in New York City.

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. . . . After pouring myself a double bourbon on the rocks, I sat down and realized that I had a tough choice to make. As a Trump University insider, I was either going to testify for the State and give evidence against Trump University, or I was going to go with Donald Trump and support the university. Once, I had admired Donald Trump and thought the school could have been fixed. I also wasn’t sure that the state’s lawsuit was justified. To me, unhappy students—and there were many of them—should have been given refunds, but was it a criminal case?

I suppose I believed there had been a glimmer of purpose behind what we had been doing at Trump U, because it had been my job to attempt to deliver real knowledge and real value to the students. I had been the token real estate expert and lovable knucklehead among the many salespeople and motivational speakers aggressively selling the Trump message of boundless wealth. Aside from Donald Trump himself, for three years, I was just about the only guy in the organization who had substantial, down-to-earth real estate experience.

I talked to Schick again. He pressured me to go with Trump. “Trust me, son,” he said. “You don’t want the legal fees that you’re going to have to pay if you go by yourself. You’re better off going with me. I’ll keep you clean. I’ll keep you out of jail.”

“Whoa,” I said. “Jail? What the hell could I go to jail for?”

Being a witness was one thing, but how could I get incarcerated for this mess? It was not my responsibility. I was a W-2 employee. I didn’t start the company. I didn’t manage it. I was paid by Trump University. The company had gone under, but not by my hand. If there was criminality, it wasn’t from me. I had been trying to help the students.