November 27, 2025 • 14 mins
Steve Bannon’s newly surfaced email exchanges with Jeffrey Epstein reveal a level of familiarity and cooperation that sharply contradicts the public image Bannon built as a crusader against elite corruption and sex trafficking networks. The tone of the correspondence shows two men who were not distant acquaintances or professional collaborators but comfortable insiders speaking the shorthand of established allies. The messages reportedly occurred while Bannon held influence inside the Trump White House, meaning Epstein had a direct conversational line into one of the most powerful political environments in the country. That proximity raises serious questions about access, influence, and what each man stood to gain from the relationship—especially given Epstein’s long-documented role as a financier and broker of high-level connections.
What makes this revelation particularly explosive is the contrast between Bannon’s public persona and the private reality revealed in the emails. While he publicly positioned himself as a warrior exposing hidden predators and elite abuse networks, behind the scenes he was maintaining a cordial, strategic, and seemingly cooperative relationship with the most infamous trafficker of the era. Critics argue that this is more than hypocrisy—it represents a profound betrayal of the people who trusted Bannon to speak truth to power, including survivors of trafficking whose trauma he leveraged rhetorically. The silence now coming from his defenders, once loudly calling for accountability against anyone adjacent to Epstein, underscores the political and moral double standard now exposed. The implications of these communications are broader than personal embarrassment—they suggest a deeper rot inside institutions that were claiming to fight the very evil they were quietly standing beside.
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What makes this revelation particularly explosive is the contrast between Bannon’s public persona and the private reality revealed in the emails. While he publicly positioned himself as a warrior exposing hidden predators and elite abuse networks, behind the scenes he was maintaining a cordial, strategic, and seemingly cooperative relationship with the most infamous trafficker of the era. Critics argue that this is more than hypocrisy—it represents a profound betrayal of the people who trusted Bannon to speak truth to power, including survivors of trafficking whose trauma he leveraged rhetorically. The silence now coming from his defenders, once loudly calling for accountability against anyone adjacent to Epstein, underscores the political and moral double standard now exposed. The implications of these communications are broader than personal embarrassment—they suggest a deeper rot inside institutions that were claiming to fight the very evil they were quietly standing beside.
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bobbycapucci@protonmail.com
Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-epstein-chronicles--5003294/support.
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
What's up, everyone, and welcome to another episode of the
Epstein Chronicles. As I continue to make my way through
the Jeffrey Epstein emails that have been released, one thing
is very apparent that Steve Bannon was a lot closer
to Jeffrey Epstein than he ever let on. This man
ran around with all of his nonsense for how long,
(00:20):
talking all kinds of bs about cabal's all this qan
on bs, while at the same time sitting around and
hanging out with Jeffrey Epstein. So let's just cut the
bullshit and say the quiet part out loud. Steve Bannon
wasn't orbiting Epstein like some objective observer or detached strategist.
(00:41):
He was feeding off that connection like a lamprey sucking
blood from a shark. The emails don't read like negotiations
between two wary operators. They read like two men who
already understood each other, who already shared a worldview, who
already recognized the same hunger in each other's eyes. There's
a casual smoothness to the language, the type that only
(01:03):
shows up when two people have shaken hands in private
and already agreed on real terms. The rhythm is incautious,
it's confident, it's intimate in the worst possible way. Anyone
who's ever been around real power brokers can see it instantly.
This is the tone of the men who have already
crossed the line, and nobody who's ever watched true power
(01:24):
operate will mistake that cadence for anything other than collusion.
You can hear the relaxed arrogance in the subtext, like
a hum under the words, and that ease doesn't come
from curiosity. It comes with being familiar. This is the
voice of a man who knows he's speaking to an
equal in corruption. And what makes this even more rancid
(01:45):
is watching Bannon play the role of grizzled prophet, screaming
warnings about hidden predators and global sex trafficking rings, all
the while the motherfucker was exchanging cozy notes with the
most prolific trafficker of the century like there were sipping
bourbon on the porch discuss some football. And for me,
it's the theatrix that makes it unbearable, performing moral outrage
(02:07):
as a costume while shoveling access and opportunity into his
pockets behind the curtain. If hypocrisy had a stench. It
would smell exactly like this, like femaldehyde in cheap cologne
covering a corpse that's been sitting too long. This was
a man who was using a public crusade his camouflage
for private advantage, a wolf wearing a wolf mask while
(02:29):
screaming that wolves are coming. And the worst part is
how many people swallowed that performance hole. Millions were emotionally
manipulated into believing that he was some kind of righteous
warrior standing between them and the abyss. Meanwhile, the Abyss
was sitting at his table, eating with them. And the
timing is what rips the floor out from under the
(02:50):
whole illusion. These weren't exchanges from decades prior, when someone
could play dumb and claim ignorance. These were happening while
Bannon was physically rotting inside the White House like the
forgotten ham in a refrigerator that no longer seals. He
was right there, feet planted on the federal carpet with
Epstein whispering in his inbox. We're not talking about a
(03:11):
coincidence here, folks. We're talking about straight up contamination. This
wasn't an infection creeping in from the outside. The infection
was already seated at the fucking table, and that proximity
should terrify anyone who still believes institutions aren't soaked in corruption.
It means there were no safeguards, no moral boundaries, no
(03:32):
internal alarm sounding while this was happening. It means the
leadership structure was already compromised from the inside. And the
shock isn't that it happened, it's that they thought no
one would ever know. Look, people need to understand the
psychological violence of that kind of betrayal. That impositioned himself
as the lone warrior screaming into the void about the
(03:53):
monster in the attic. Meanwhile he was having late night
strategy conversations with the architect of the dungeon. You can't
get more deranged than that. I mean, it's premeditated sociopathy,
and watching people still defend them is like watching someone
adopt a crocodile that just ate their family. That level
of self delusion is a medical condition. It's the kind
(04:16):
of mental collapse that destroys entire societies When it scales.
People don't recover from that kind of betrayal. They calcify
around it. The damage clings like smoke in the lungs,
and look these emails. They don't just reveal logistics, they
reveal alignment. People who have never seen how power operates
don't understand this. Powerful men don't need paragraphs. They communicate
(04:41):
in shorthand because everything essential has already been spoken elsewhere.
The way they speak to each other is the evidence.
Tone is evidence. Being familiar is evidence, and anyone pretending
otherwise is lying to themselves because the truth is too
ugly to swallow without breaking your teeth. The truth is
written between the sentences, not inside them. It's encoded in comfort,
(05:04):
not content. It's visible in what they never have to explain.
That's how you identify predators in collaboration, and Steve Badden's
documentary Excuse is the most pathetic shield ever constructed. Nobody
writes emails like that to a subject their planning to expose.
That's not the voice of a hunter. That's the voice
(05:25):
of an accomplice rehearsing shared goals. You don't joke with
the man you're trying to destroy. You don't soften your
tone with the man whose crimes you supposedly intend to
blast across the world. That friendly cadence is the blueprint
of complicity. It's the audio signature of corruption. And the
fact that anyone tries to sell that excuse with the
(05:45):
straight face is an insult to basic intelligence. Only the
profoundly gullible or the willingly complicit would accept it. It
wreaks a desperation, not defense. Anyone who has ever confronted
real evil knows you don't speak to it like a
casual pal. And my discuss comes from what this did
to real people. While Bannon was building his mythology of heroism,
(06:09):
thousands of broken families were still living with the scars
Epstein carved into them. People who lost decades of their lives,
people whose childhoods were amputated, people who wake up every
morning suffocating under the weight of memories they never deserved.
And here is Bannon treating the devil like a networking contact.
(06:29):
You can't walk away from that unchanged. You walk away
knowing the world is more diseased than you ever imagined.
And you start to understand why people lose faith in everything,
And it's because you start to see how deep the
rot runs, and you understand why survivors don't trust a
single promised reform. The carnival of excuses now emerging from
Bannon's defenders is a comedy routine written by the clinically insane.
(06:53):
Suddenly these dudes are all worried about context. Suddenly everyone
thinks they're a forensic linguist analyzing tone. These are the
same people who spent years howling that everyone, even vaguely
within Epstein's gravitational pull, deserves public execution. But now that
the spotlight has turned inward, they've all gone blind. Incredible
how fast righteous fury evaporates once it requires self immolation.
(07:18):
Silence becomes a strategy. When accountability becomes personal, hypocrisy becomes camouflage,
and cowardice, well, that becomes your political identity. And let's
not forget how much money was changing hands in the shadows.
Nobody nurtures a relationship with Epstein without expecting payment, financial, informational, strategic,
(07:39):
or social. Epstein wasn't handing out spiritual guidance. He was
a broker, a dealer, a fucking cartel of access. Bannon
wasn't standing at that window because he wanted to expose injustice.
He was standing there because he wanted everything within arms reach.
You don't seek out that man, unless greed is your religion,
and nobody walks into ebste orbit without offering something in return.
(08:03):
Access to power is never free. That's the currency being
counted behind every line in those emails. And look, the
fallout from this should be seismic. If there were consistency
and moral outrage, Bannon's name would already be ash in
the wind. There would be marches, there would be screaming,
there would be torches. But instead, silence, a silence so
(08:25):
thick it feels radioactive. Silence means protection for the powerful,
and silence means they know exactly how devastating the truth is.
And look, let's not call it a scandal, because that's
selling it short. A scandal is when someone cheats on
their spouse. This is structural corrosion. This is terminal rot
(08:47):
in the bones of the American political bloodstream. Bannon wasn't
some rogue idiot tweeting from his couch. He was inside
the goddamn command center, and Epstein's shadow was sitting right
next to him, like a ghost puppet hearing the future.
Imagine the scale of damage that kind of access implies.
Imagine the conversations that were never recorded. Imagine the doors
(09:08):
that opened without signatures. That's the part that should freeze
your blood. And this whole mythology abandoned as a warrior
collapses instantly once you recognize the truth. Warriors don't kneel,
Warriors don't grovel, Warriors don't sweet talk traffickers. If you
still call them a fighter after seeing those emails, you're
not loyal. You're clinically disconnected from reality. What you're doing
(09:33):
is engaging in spiritual lobotomy. You have to amputate half
your brain to maintain that kind of illusion. You have
to kill the part of yourself that knows when something
is very, very off. You have to abandon dignity to
continue believing. And once you do that, well, you're owned.
And I think it's important that we remember once again
how many innocent people got swallowed by the machinery he built.
(09:57):
People who genuinely thought they were fighting evil, people who
believe the nightmare was real, People who is their lives,
their freedom, their sanity. Meanwhile, the architect of their crusade
was treating the real world Mephistopheles like an old college roommate.
The emotional violence in that betrayal is straight up horrifying.
(10:17):
It's like finding out the priest you trusted was passing
communion wine to the devil under the altar. That's the
sort of thing that rearranges the architecture of your brain.
It permanently rewires trust into suspicion, that psychological shrapnel. And now, well,
now he hides. Now he pretends the emails don't exist.
(10:37):
Now he deflects, like a cornered animal gnawing off its
own foot to escape the trap. Not a single word
of accountability, not a single acknowledgment of what those messages reveal.
If he had even one atom of courage, he would
stand in front of cameras and explain himself. Instead, he
vanishes behind rhetoric and narratives. And that should tell you everything.
(11:00):
Cowards never confess, They smother guilty men don't debate, They disappear.
Silence is the language of predators when they're cornered. And
just like I said with Stacy Plaskett, this is a
moment where real moral clarity should errupt like a volcanic blast.
You can't claim to despise Epstein while defending the men
who collaborated with them. You can't call yourself a protector
(11:22):
while shielding the people who benefited from his network. That
makes you part of the machinery, a harm that makes
you guilt adjacent, That makes you the reason that evil
thrives unchallenged. Selective outrage is the religion of cowards. And
cowards built this crisis, and they've sacrificed truth at its feet.
(11:44):
The survivors deserve a reckoning, not symbolic, not theatrical, but total.
They deserve to see everyone who fed on Epstein's empire
dragged under a microscope until there is nowhere left to hide.
They deserve to see reputations collapse into dust. They deserve
to see the sod ripped off the faces of the
men who pretended to be saviors while dining with devils.
(12:06):
Their pain demands consequence, their wounds demands extraction. Their silence
is not an option anymore. And that reckoning begins by
naming every last collaborator without mercy, no sanitized language, no hesitation,
no sacred cows. Burn every shield to the ground, and
for anyone trying to spin this into partisan theater, choke
(12:28):
on it. This isn't left verse right. This is predator
versus humanity. This is corruption versus truth. This is the
eternal war between parasites and the people that they drain.
If your loyalty to a political tribe outweighs your loyalty
to survivors and the nation, then you belong in the
same pit as every other enabler. No exceptions, no exemptions,
(12:50):
no negotiation. And if you're offended by that, I don't
give a fuck. I don't want reform. I don't want
a speech. I don't want to carefully after apology delivered
through a pr necromancer. I want destruction. I want reputational annihilation.
I want the truth to detonate the mythology and scatter
the debris into the ocean. I want Bannon's legacy to
(13:13):
be a cautionary tale taught in classrooms as an example
of the most disgusting form of duplicity. Nothing less than
obliteration qualifies his justice. Here, let his whole empire collapse
like a rotten cathedral, and let the ashes choke every
last coward who worship them. Let the stench remain for
(13:34):
generations as a warning. So yeah, drag is asked by
his proverbial collar through every form, every hearing, every court,
every camera lens, rip the costume off and let the
world see the wheezing husk underneath. The man pretended to
be a prophet while selling access to Hell's administrator. Let
him rot under the scrutiny he deserved years ago, because
(13:56):
it's about time to let accountability finally sharpen its teeth. Look,
Steve Bannon is not some misunderstood strategist. He's not a martyr,
He's not a patriot. He is a living embodiment of betrayal,
wearing the skin of a revolutionary. He fed the public
of myth and dined privately with the monster. His legacy
(14:17):
deserves disintegration. His legend deserves burial under concrete, and history
should remember him as the coward who preached about demons
while shaking hands with the devil himself. He should be
a warning label for blind loyalty. He should be a
case study in weaponized deceit, and the aftermath of his
exposure should leave scorched earth whereas tower of Bullshit once stood.
(14:44):
All of the information that goes with this episode can
be found in the description box.
What's up, everyone, and welcome to another episode of the
Epstein Chronicles. As I continue to make my way through
the Jeffrey Epstein emails that have been released, one thing
is very apparent that Steve Bannon was a lot closer
to Jeffrey Epstein than he ever let on. This man
ran around with all of his nonsense for how long,
(00:20):
talking all kinds of bs about cabal's all this qan
on bs, while at the same time sitting around and
hanging out with Jeffrey Epstein. So let's just cut the
bullshit and say the quiet part out loud. Steve Bannon
wasn't orbiting Epstein like some objective observer or detached strategist.
(00:41):
He was feeding off that connection like a lamprey sucking
blood from a shark. The emails don't read like negotiations
between two wary operators. They read like two men who
already understood each other, who already shared a worldview, who
already recognized the same hunger in each other's eyes. There's
a casual smoothness to the language, the type that only
(01:03):
shows up when two people have shaken hands in private
and already agreed on real terms. The rhythm is incautious,
it's confident, it's intimate in the worst possible way. Anyone
who's ever been around real power brokers can see it instantly.
This is the tone of the men who have already
crossed the line, and nobody who's ever watched true power
(01:24):
operate will mistake that cadence for anything other than collusion.
You can hear the relaxed arrogance in the subtext, like
a hum under the words, and that ease doesn't come
from curiosity. It comes with being familiar. This is the
voice of a man who knows he's speaking to an
equal in corruption. And what makes this even more rancid
(01:45):
is watching Bannon play the role of grizzled prophet, screaming
warnings about hidden predators and global sex trafficking rings, all
the while the motherfucker was exchanging cozy notes with the
most prolific trafficker of the century like there were sipping
bourbon on the porch discuss some football. And for me,
it's the theatrix that makes it unbearable, performing moral outrage
(02:07):
as a costume while shoveling access and opportunity into his
pockets behind the curtain. If hypocrisy had a stench. It
would smell exactly like this, like femaldehyde in cheap cologne
covering a corpse that's been sitting too long. This was
a man who was using a public crusade his camouflage
for private advantage, a wolf wearing a wolf mask while
(02:29):
screaming that wolves are coming. And the worst part is
how many people swallowed that performance hole. Millions were emotionally
manipulated into believing that he was some kind of righteous
warrior standing between them and the abyss. Meanwhile, the Abyss
was sitting at his table, eating with them. And the
timing is what rips the floor out from under the
(02:50):
whole illusion. These weren't exchanges from decades prior, when someone
could play dumb and claim ignorance. These were happening while
Bannon was physically rotting inside the White House like the
forgotten ham in a refrigerator that no longer seals. He
was right there, feet planted on the federal carpet with
Epstein whispering in his inbox. We're not talking about a
(03:11):
coincidence here, folks. We're talking about straight up contamination. This
wasn't an infection creeping in from the outside. The infection
was already seated at the fucking table, and that proximity
should terrify anyone who still believes institutions aren't soaked in corruption.
It means there were no safeguards, no moral boundaries, no
(03:32):
internal alarm sounding while this was happening. It means the
leadership structure was already compromised from the inside. And the
shock isn't that it happened, it's that they thought no
one would ever know. Look, people need to understand the
psychological violence of that kind of betrayal. That impositioned himself
as the lone warrior screaming into the void about the
(03:53):
monster in the attic. Meanwhile he was having late night
strategy conversations with the architect of the dungeon. You can't
get more deranged than that. I mean, it's premeditated sociopathy,
and watching people still defend them is like watching someone
adopt a crocodile that just ate their family. That level
of self delusion is a medical condition. It's the kind
(04:16):
of mental collapse that destroys entire societies When it scales.
People don't recover from that kind of betrayal. They calcify
around it. The damage clings like smoke in the lungs,
and look these emails. They don't just reveal logistics, they
reveal alignment. People who have never seen how power operates
don't understand this. Powerful men don't need paragraphs. They communicate
(04:41):
in shorthand because everything essential has already been spoken elsewhere.
The way they speak to each other is the evidence.
Tone is evidence. Being familiar is evidence, and anyone pretending
otherwise is lying to themselves because the truth is too
ugly to swallow without breaking your teeth. The truth is
written between the sentences, not inside them. It's encoded in comfort,
(05:04):
not content. It's visible in what they never have to explain.
That's how you identify predators in collaboration, and Steve Badden's
documentary Excuse is the most pathetic shield ever constructed. Nobody
writes emails like that to a subject their planning to expose.
That's not the voice of a hunter. That's the voice
(05:25):
of an accomplice rehearsing shared goals. You don't joke with
the man you're trying to destroy. You don't soften your
tone with the man whose crimes you supposedly intend to
blast across the world. That friendly cadence is the blueprint
of complicity. It's the audio signature of corruption. And the
fact that anyone tries to sell that excuse with the
(05:45):
straight face is an insult to basic intelligence. Only the
profoundly gullible or the willingly complicit would accept it. It
wreaks a desperation, not defense. Anyone who has ever confronted
real evil knows you don't speak to it like a
casual pal. And my discuss comes from what this did
to real people. While Bannon was building his mythology of heroism,
(06:09):
thousands of broken families were still living with the scars
Epstein carved into them. People who lost decades of their lives,
people whose childhoods were amputated, people who wake up every
morning suffocating under the weight of memories they never deserved.
And here is Bannon treating the devil like a networking contact.
(06:29):
You can't walk away from that unchanged. You walk away
knowing the world is more diseased than you ever imagined.
And you start to understand why people lose faith in everything,
And it's because you start to see how deep the
rot runs, and you understand why survivors don't trust a
single promised reform. The carnival of excuses now emerging from
Bannon's defenders is a comedy routine written by the clinically insane.
(06:53):
Suddenly these dudes are all worried about context. Suddenly everyone
thinks they're a forensic linguist analyzing tone. These are the
same people who spent years howling that everyone, even vaguely
within Epstein's gravitational pull, deserves public execution. But now that
the spotlight has turned inward, they've all gone blind. Incredible
how fast righteous fury evaporates once it requires self immolation.
(07:18):
Silence becomes a strategy. When accountability becomes personal, hypocrisy becomes camouflage,
and cowardice, well, that becomes your political identity. And let's
not forget how much money was changing hands in the shadows.
Nobody nurtures a relationship with Epstein without expecting payment, financial, informational, strategic,
(07:39):
or social. Epstein wasn't handing out spiritual guidance. He was
a broker, a dealer, a fucking cartel of access. Bannon
wasn't standing at that window because he wanted to expose injustice.
He was standing there because he wanted everything within arms reach.
You don't seek out that man, unless greed is your religion,
and nobody walks into ebste orbit without offering something in return.
(08:03):
Access to power is never free. That's the currency being
counted behind every line in those emails. And look, the
fallout from this should be seismic. If there were consistency
and moral outrage, Bannon's name would already be ash in
the wind. There would be marches, there would be screaming,
there would be torches. But instead, silence, a silence so
(08:25):
thick it feels radioactive. Silence means protection for the powerful,
and silence means they know exactly how devastating the truth is.
And look, let's not call it a scandal, because that's
selling it short. A scandal is when someone cheats on
their spouse. This is structural corrosion. This is terminal rot
(08:47):
in the bones of the American political bloodstream. Bannon wasn't
some rogue idiot tweeting from his couch. He was inside
the goddamn command center, and Epstein's shadow was sitting right
next to him, like a ghost puppet hearing the future.
Imagine the scale of damage that kind of access implies.
Imagine the conversations that were never recorded. Imagine the doors
(09:08):
that opened without signatures. That's the part that should freeze
your blood. And this whole mythology abandoned as a warrior
collapses instantly once you recognize the truth. Warriors don't kneel,
Warriors don't grovel, Warriors don't sweet talk traffickers. If you
still call them a fighter after seeing those emails, you're
not loyal. You're clinically disconnected from reality. What you're doing
(09:33):
is engaging in spiritual lobotomy. You have to amputate half
your brain to maintain that kind of illusion. You have
to kill the part of yourself that knows when something
is very, very off. You have to abandon dignity to
continue believing. And once you do that, well, you're owned.
And I think it's important that we remember once again
how many innocent people got swallowed by the machinery he built.
(09:57):
People who genuinely thought they were fighting evil, people who
believe the nightmare was real, People who is their lives,
their freedom, their sanity. Meanwhile, the architect of their crusade
was treating the real world Mephistopheles like an old college roommate.
The emotional violence in that betrayal is straight up horrifying.
(10:17):
It's like finding out the priest you trusted was passing
communion wine to the devil under the altar. That's the
sort of thing that rearranges the architecture of your brain.
It permanently rewires trust into suspicion, that psychological shrapnel. And now, well,
now he hides. Now he pretends the emails don't exist.
(10:37):
Now he deflects, like a cornered animal gnawing off its
own foot to escape the trap. Not a single word
of accountability, not a single acknowledgment of what those messages reveal.
If he had even one atom of courage, he would
stand in front of cameras and explain himself. Instead, he
vanishes behind rhetoric and narratives. And that should tell you everything.
(11:00):
Cowards never confess, They smother guilty men don't debate, They disappear.
Silence is the language of predators when they're cornered. And
just like I said with Stacy Plaskett, this is a
moment where real moral clarity should errupt like a volcanic blast.
You can't claim to despise Epstein while defending the men
who collaborated with them. You can't call yourself a protector
(11:22):
while shielding the people who benefited from his network. That
makes you part of the machinery, a harm that makes
you guilt adjacent, That makes you the reason that evil
thrives unchallenged. Selective outrage is the religion of cowards. And
cowards built this crisis, and they've sacrificed truth at its feet.
(11:44):
The survivors deserve a reckoning, not symbolic, not theatrical, but total.
They deserve to see everyone who fed on Epstein's empire
dragged under a microscope until there is nowhere left to hide.
They deserve to see reputations collapse into dust. They deserve
to see the sod ripped off the faces of the
men who pretended to be saviors while dining with devils.
(12:06):
Their pain demands consequence, their wounds demands extraction. Their silence
is not an option anymore. And that reckoning begins by
naming every last collaborator without mercy, no sanitized language, no hesitation,
no sacred cows. Burn every shield to the ground, and
for anyone trying to spin this into partisan theater, choke
(12:28):
on it. This isn't left verse right. This is predator
versus humanity. This is corruption versus truth. This is the
eternal war between parasites and the people that they drain.
If your loyalty to a political tribe outweighs your loyalty
to survivors and the nation, then you belong in the
same pit as every other enabler. No exceptions, no exemptions,
(12:50):
no negotiation. And if you're offended by that, I don't
give a fuck. I don't want reform. I don't want
a speech. I don't want to carefully after apology delivered
through a pr necromancer. I want destruction. I want reputational annihilation.
I want the truth to detonate the mythology and scatter
the debris into the ocean. I want Bannon's legacy to
(13:13):
be a cautionary tale taught in classrooms as an example
of the most disgusting form of duplicity. Nothing less than
obliteration qualifies his justice. Here, let his whole empire collapse
like a rotten cathedral, and let the ashes choke every
last coward who worship them. Let the stench remain for
(13:34):
generations as a warning. So yeah, drag is asked by
his proverbial collar through every form, every hearing, every court,
every camera lens, rip the costume off and let the
world see the wheezing husk underneath. The man pretended to
be a prophet while selling access to Hell's administrator. Let
him rot under the scrutiny he deserved years ago, because
(13:56):
it's about time to let accountability finally sharpen its teeth. Look,
Steve Bannon is not some misunderstood strategist. He's not a martyr,
He's not a patriot. He is a living embodiment of betrayal,
wearing the skin of a revolutionary. He fed the public
of myth and dined privately with the monster. His legacy
(14:17):
deserves disintegration. His legend deserves burial under concrete, and history
should remember him as the coward who preached about demons
while shaking hands with the devil himself. He should be
a warning label for blind loyalty. He should be a
case study in weaponized deceit, and the aftermath of his
exposure should leave scorched earth whereas tower of Bullshit once stood.
(14:44):
All of the information that goes with this episode can
be found in the description box.
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Ding dong! Join your culture consultants, Matt Rogers and Bowen Yang, on an unforgettable journey into the beating heart of CULTURE. Alongside sizzling special guests, they GET INTO the hottest pop-culture moments of the day and the formative cultural experiences that turned them into Culturistas. Produced by the Big Money Players Network and iHeartRadio.
Crime Junkie
Does hearing about a true crime case always leave you scouring the internet for the truth behind the story? Dive into your next mystery with Crime Junkie. Every Monday, join your host Ashley Flowers as she unravels all the details of infamous and underreported true crime cases with her best friend Brit Prawat. From cold cases to missing persons and heroes in our community who seek justice, Crime Junkie is your destination for theories and stories you won’t hear anywhere else. Whether you're a seasoned true crime enthusiast or new to the genre, you'll find yourself on the edge of your seat awaiting a new episode every Monday. If you can never get enough true crime... Congratulations, you’ve found your people. Follow to join a community of Crime Junkies! Crime Junkie is presented by audiochuck Media Company.