Well, who didn’t see this coming? Seriously, when the newly hired White House communications director makes a drunken call (who’s knows if Anthony Scaramucci Mane had been drinking, but if he hadn’t been, it’s worse) to a New Yorker reporter in which he hates on the president’s chief of staff, then you know heads are going to roll. And it looks like said chief of staff, Reince Priebus, is out on the curb—or, as Scaramucci Mane might put it, “Reince Priebus sleeps with the fishes.”
The news came to the public the way most news comes from this administration: by way of the ass face-in-chief’s Twitter.
Truthfully, who cares that Priebus is gone? I don’t. In fact, Priebus was a reported Steve “Papa” Bannon guy, so my biggest concern is what this firing means for Papa Bannon. Until the puppet strings are cut, Papa Bannon will continue running the show just as he always has. But I do think it’s pretty messed up that Priebus found out that he was without a job the same time the rest of the world learned that he’d gotten the ax.
But that’s how this administration rolls. It loves you until it doesn’t need you, and when it doesn’t need you, like Jay-Z did to Amil, it really doesn’t need you. As far as it is concerned, you can Memphis Bleek your ass right on out of the White House, never to be seen again.
When it comes to the new chief of staff, John Kelly (no relation to R. Kelly), I’m not sure what to expect. He was the head of the Department of Homeland Security, a decorated Marine and a big Russian defender. When news broke that the White House wanted a back channel with Russia, Kelly came out to say that he believed it would be a good thing. When Trump’s son-in-law seemed to misreport some 900 documents about money and Russia, Kelly was noted as saying he didn’t see it as a big issue. Most important, when it comes to Kelly, he’s a big Trump guy, something that Priebus couldn’t overcome.