Just when we thought things couldn't get any more bizarre, which is the main reason this Alice in Wonderland quote came to mind, after only 10 days, 'The Mooch' is gone.
The one who called now-former Chief-of-staff and obvious anagram Reince Preibus (hereafter to be referred to as "Rancid") a 'fucking paranoid schizophrenic' and claimed Chief White House Strategist and bloated before model in a rosacea medication ad, Steve Bannon, did nothing but practice self-fellating (which. by the way, can simply mean bragging about one's own accomplishments but the other image, the one where he derives pleasure from 'sucking his [own] cock' and the one I'm sure Mooch wanted to implant in our minds, is far more disturbing and will require use of enough brain bleach that just could prove toxic) has left the building.
The one who said he was going to find and 'kill all the fucking leakers' in the White House and get rid of the entire comms staff if he had to in order to get the President's agenda 'back on track' (though he did later back off his threat and say he was not going to fire anybody, 'at least for now') has taken his final bow.
The one who, during his first appearance, was quite effusive on two topics: his apologies for past indiscretions when he was opposed to the candidacy of Trump wherein he called him 'a hack' and several times said he shouldn't run (he did everything but haul out the sackcloth and ashes, probably thinking the verbal self-flagellation...even without any blood...would be enough) and his declarations of love which some might say bordered on the creepy. I mean it took the concept of 'bro-mance' to an entirely new and different (did i say creepy?) level. It must be said at this time that it has recently been disclosed that Mooch is 'alleged' (according to Queerty Newsletter) to be a follower on Instagram of male gay-porn star Blake Mitchell. Now I'm not saying, suggesting or inferring but only that it 'makes you wanna go hmmmmm' and wondering if this, whether rumor or fact, on top of the divorce thing, might have suddenly made him not so acceptable in this oh-so-'christian-with-a-small-c' White House but it certainly would have given those cabinet Bible study meetings something to talk about, other than how the President and Vice President are the reincarnation of Biblical heroes (which may or may not be the topic of future discussion). Yes, that incarnation of proficient ass-kisser, bully and vile rantist, which otherwise might have been considered gold-level qualifications for an administrative post, has given his final encore.
Now, as one of those who on first glance may have been a perfect fit to serve, displaying a seemingly ideal blend of obedience and willingness to make those under and around him suffer, heads out the door, one can only wonder if those still hanging on are in the process of making sure their resumes are up to date because I can only assume the axes are being continually sharpened since no head is safe in a place where the one whose desk should be the repository of the final buck is never at fault and there's always enough blame to spread around.
Just don't look for any of it to rest in the Oval Office.
Meanwhile, the shit storm will continue.
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