In the escalating war within the Republican Party, there is one fact that both sides increasingly agree on: the forces being ushered by Steve Bannon are currently winning.
The former White House chief strategist and chairman of Breitbart News has pledged to purge the GOP of its “squishy” establishment members—a delineation that he said extends to everyone in the Senate, save Ted Cruz. So far this cycle, even his critics concede that he’s encountered light pushback.
“Steve Bannon is like ISIS leader Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi,” said Rick Wilson, a longtime GOP strategist who counts himself among those trying to stop the Breitbart CEO’s growing political influence. “He’s funded by billionaires, he has a shallow, catchy message that appeals to marginally-educated fanatics, and until the good guys start dropping JDAMs on his people, his skill at asymmetric warfare seems formidable. Right now, the good guys are grounded from fear and inertia.”
Do you consider yourself part of the traditional Republican base? Because if so, that’s you this suppurating Establishment pustule is talking about, you marginally-educated fanatic, you.
“There’s a war for the future of the GOP and the only person who seems to be fighting it is Steve Bannon. Its really dispiriting,” [sic] Tim Miller, a Never-Trumper who served as comms director for Jeb Bush’s 2016 campaign, tweeted on Tuesday. “Going to wake up one day and have Chris McDaniel, Chemtrail Kelli [Ward], Sheriff Joe [Arpaio], and Roy Moore as nominees & still nobody will fire a shot.”
Oh, bullshit. You backstabbing liars have been fighting just as hard as you can every single step of the way, using every dirty and underhanded bit of skullduggery you can conceive of, from the moment Trump took that famous escalator ride (in truth, long before that, going back to the days of the ill-fated Tea Party). What you’re doing is not refusing to fight; you’re losing, that’s all. Hell, a HUGE part of your problem is that you’ve fought us a hell of a lot harder than you ever did Obama or the Goosesteppin’ Left all along. As such, your defeat amounts to the healthiest development we’ve seen in American politics in my lifetime.
And those close to Flake concede that he knew he would lose his election and didn’t want to endure—and force his family and staff to endure—another year of futile campaigning.
“Steve Bannon did not scare him out of the race. Donald Trump did not scare him out of the race,” a source familiar with Flake’s thinking told The Daily Beast.
Actually, the millions of us who elected and still support Trump—along with the worm Flake’s subterranean and still-sinking poll numbers—drove him from the race. He couldn’t win, because the majority of us, even in the state that has sent McStain back to the Senate time after time for the last twelve or fourteen decades for some unfathomable reason, are finally fed up with his kind—with their lies, their deceptions, their refusal to support the principles they falsely claim allegiance to, their willingness to repeatedly betray their base for thirty pieces of DC Swamp fool’s gold. At long, long last, the business-as-usual party (in both senses of the word) is over.
Be sure to read the rest; for a Daily Beast article, it’s as delicious as sweet, sweet RINO tears.
Oh, and a side note on my continuing use of that term: yes, I know that RINO (Republican In Name Only, natch) is kind of dated. The truth is, the GOP is currently so constituted that “moderate”/liberal sellouts like McStain, Flake, et al are actually far more representative of this useless and superannuated collection of perennial losers than not. So RINO would fairly seem to be something of a misnomer, at least in terms of its being an accurate description of who and what we’re talking about.
But I’ll keep using it, at least for a while yet, because I figure you guys all know exactly who I’m talking about when I refer to the slugs and shitweasels as “RINOs.” Trust me, it doesn’t indicate any illusions on my part about what the Republican Party now is, and in truth has been for a long while now. It’s handy, it’s convenient, it’s well-established, and its meaning remains clear enough, even if there remain only the merest handful of people in the party who truly give a damn about such things as fighting our wars with the intention of winning them, stopping the advance of toxic liberalism, putting America first in foreign affairs, and getting our domestic house back in something resembling proper order.
So as long as that stays so—and as long as there’s a hope, however faint, of yanking the tattered old escutcheon back from the clutches of the living-dead usurpers who have so stained it and making the Party itself something halfway respectable (and useful) again, I’ll most likely go right on using it.
At least until something better comes along, anyway.