The last paragraph in Jeffrey Toobin's profile in The New Yorker of Michael Cohen who goes away to prison in a week:
Fitzgerald wrote, about the fictional Buchanan family, that they
“smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their
money or their vast carelessness, or whatever it was that kept them
together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made.” For a
decade, Michael Cohen cleaned up Donald Trump’s messes. He embraced
Trump so uncritically that he wound up committing crimes on his behalf.
Thus far, Trump, like the Buchanans, has escaped the wreckage he leaves