Stephen K. Bannon. "Steve." The very name, like the slightly elongated "Stewie", evokes an attitude as well as a character, a tension that tends to make any discussion - as I know the phenomenon - unpalatable. When he maxed his ego, and what must then have felt like a position similar to the 16th century statesman, as well as flauntering his likely demise, by invoking Cromwell (16th, not 17th century, the one very aware of the loss of his condemned, and still breathing body) as a model for himself, close relatives were flabbergasted, as any enjoying the acclaimed, if "narrow", adaption of Shakespeare's early adaption of the fate of Titus Andronicus, face provided by the great Welshman,
to the extent that his movement ought rather (putting aside my emphasis on "Kekist" and the power of the green beast) to be called Bannonites rather than Trumpists. With regard to the world outside the United States, an alluring landscapes to the other, leftist populists he so enamours, and certainly to the "woke" "progressive" "left",
What is it then, beyond the unruly world of early-21th century economic thought, with left and right both lambasting the reprehensible and unending evils of an ostensibly centrist neoliberal consensus.
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