“Watch out now
Take care, bewareOf greedy leaders
They take you where
You should not go”
Last
week’s departure of Steve Bannon from the White House was celebrated on nearly
all sides as a move toward sanity. The
adults have finally triumphed, it is earnestly held, and now the Rescumlicans
can move on to the real business at hand, which is always cutting the tax rates
imposed upon their benefactors and paymasters.
Bannon
had always been a cruel joke, a national embarrassment. The darling of the Mercers, Bannon had
commandeered tRUMP’s presidential campaign as it reeled from the emerging duel
embarrassments of Paul Manafort and the ‘pussy-grabbing’ tapes, lending it enough
of a ‘populist’ narrative to secure narrow victories in Michigan, Wisconsin and
Pennsylvania thereby winning the Electoral College and, with it, the
presidency. But it was always a ‘faux’
populism, emerging as it did from the darling of a hedge-fund manager and the
political party of Wall Street financiers.
For no matter, what was being said about the return of good paying jobs
and infrastructure investments, the real agenda of the Rescumlican Party, since
its inception, has always been about comforting the comfortable. Lincoln and
Stanton were, after all, renowned railroad and corporate attorneys.
No
sooner had Bannon been banished than Disgustus could be found once again on the
anti-social media ‘twitting’ away his presidency by calling out the
Rescumlicans in congress for failure to repeal ObamaCare; once again on the
campaign trail this time in Arizona calling out and criticizing its two
Rescumlican senators; and on the phone with several Rescumlican senators
demeaning them for not adequately defending him and protecting him from the
ongoing Russian investigations. In sum,
it is difficult to tell, as of this writing, that Bannon is gone.
I
suspect he isn’t. For Bannon is a bit of
a queer bird: a conservative at war with the conservative movement. Bannon is said to represent the ‘base’ of the
movement as it has morphed from a loose coalition of religious evangelicals and
Wall Street financiers to now include a strong contingent of White
Nationalists, crypto-fascists and Neo-Nazi’s marching under the guise of a
‘populist’ banner. These people have
little in common with main-line religious fundamentalists and loathe Wall
Street and international financiers-- with the single possible exception of
another queer duck: Robert Mercer.
It appears to this observer that Bannon, like nearly all of tRUMP’s appointees, was ill-suited for his appointed tasks—and no more obviously than his short stint on the National Security Council, an act almost on par with Caligula’s appointment of a horse to the Roman Senate. Bannon’s role in life is as provocateur, not administrator. But Disgustus, never able to tell the difference, judged him the man of the hour.
Now
Bannon returns to “Stale-Fart” News to once again lay hold of his weapons and
the West Wing breathed a sigh of relief.
It was a short-lived respite. For
while General Kelly is said to have gained control of the paperwork, we find
Disgustus openly waging Steve Bannon’s war upon the Rescumlican
establishment.
Bannon
immediately announced that the tRUMP presidency, from the point of view of
achieving any of the agenda that his ‘movement’ represents is over. He has returned to his role as rabble-rouser,
provocateur, and cattle-prod hoping to herd the swine toward some white
nationalist restoration. Disgustus,
however, now finds himself face-to-face with his real mistress: greed. Having assembled a cabinet based entirely upon
greed and the service thereof, and having swallowed whole Paul Ryan’s
philosophy of greed, Disgustus is now the puppet of the very forces that he so
recently vanquished: greedy leaders,
about to take us where we should not go.
Impeach and Imprison.
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