I was still trying to digest — or regurgitate — the news of Stephen Miller’s ascension to the position of White House Chief of Staff when I saw David Pakman’s “no joke” Facebook message advising that the job of Press Secretary had been offered by Donald Trump to . . .
There hasn’t been any indication yet as to whether White is considering accepting the offer . . . or, for that matter, whether Trump was serious in presenting it. But the mere fact that it would even have entered his mind is . . . well, you know.
But enough of that. Because just a nanosecond later, rumors emerged of infighting within the White House itself. First, Susie Wiles tried to get Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth fired, and instead was herself shown the door. But word is that there is more trouble brewing, this time involving Vice President JD Vance, who couldn’t even wait until all the votes were counted before he began distancing himself from the man to whom he has sworn absolute fealty for the past two years.
While Hegseth is going all orgasmic as he urges Trump to resume bombing the hell out of Iran, Vance — together with special envoy Steve Witkoff, who seems to enjoy jetting around the world and cosplaying Henry Kissinger — say they would prefer a diplomatic settlement to reopen the Strait of Hormuz, restore oil shipments, and bring down gas prices.
That’s such a fast 180-degree turn for Vance, it’s a wonder his neck isn’t in a brace. But he’s always been good at those quick changes of direction. And this time, he not only blamed Hegseth for the Iranian disaster; he went all the way and blamed the war for the Republican party’s election losses.
This is pretty risky stuff. Trump can’t actually fire Vance, but he can make the next two years of his life so miserable he’ll resign, or at the very least kiss his future political career goodbye . . . in which case I suppose he could write another book. He might name the next one “Quisling Elegy.“
If it weren’t so disruptive to the actual operation of the government, it would all be endlessly entertaining. I’m reminded of George Orwell’s “Animal Farm,” which — like his preeminent “1984” — was aimed at the communist structure of the Soviet Union, but turned out to be eerily prescient.
I can’t wait to see how this one turns out.
Just sayin’ . . .
Brendochka
11/8/26
