Bon voyage, Steve Bannon!
It is hard to imagine the mood traitor Steve Bannon must be in right now. But let’s try — and relish it. Bannon must be brooding. Nothing has worked out as he wanted it to. His trial was not postponed. Trump’s phony “waiving” of a privilege he never had went nowhere. The January 6 hearing cast him in an even more evil light (if that’s possible.)
Bannon’s face is the face of failure. It’s the face of a man who tried with all his disgusting might to get out of answering for his corrupt sins. Only — sigh — it didn’t work. And now, he just might be on his way to prison. What awaits Mr. Bannon in prison? Well — an orange jumpsuit for one. Lousy food. Loud inmates. Irrelevancy. THAT is the key word — irrelevancy.
Because that word just about sums up Bannon’s character. If there is one fear of Bannon’s, it’s that. Being irrelevant is not something the shaggy-haired man is used to.
His bombastic and extreme tantrums have always been about being talked about.
But if he goes to jail — he won’t be. People have short memories, and Bannon’s beloved podcast won’t be broadcast from the slammer. Oh dear — what’s a traitor to do? The mask of Mr. Bannon has always been defiance. But it’s easy to act — to pretend — when there is a camera on you.
Mr. Bannon’s Truman Show will cease to exist the moment his ass is behind bars. Then he will just be a “lonely only” — another face in a sea of prisoners. How miserable he must be. Of course, there is still time. He can try to take a plea. There are still a few days. But no matter how one looks at it — Mr. Bannon’s future does not seem to hold much except — a trial, some prison time, an utter and complete irrelevancy.
