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from you as you are cast out the back door of the White House.”
“And now you are trying to convince me that everything is still unfolding according to plan.”
“Steve, you seem to think that a few calls a week, at Mr. Trump’s invitation, is sufficient to keep everything under control. I beg to differ.”
“Now look Rob, it is under control. You will get what you want. Just be patient.”
“And while I wait, the damage done is nonsensical and irreparable,” snapped Robert Mercer.
“What damage?” Steven Bannon spat back. “We agreed that national chaos was the right path, the only path to a national cleanse. Without complete chaos, there is no rebirth or new world order. Trump can get this for us. Trump can get this for you.”
Robert Mercer again jeered back. “I said controlled chaos is good, but not mayhem and anarchy, the likes of which this country has never seen. I said chaos that is carried out with precision, so that outcomes can be envisioned. This idiotic, narcissistic, power-crazed, buffoon is performing a desecrating evisceration of this nation using a pick-axe as a surgical instrument. He destroys as only a petulant, angry, spoiled child can. He is more concerned with TV ratings, the state of his hair, and whether the Washington Post and New York Times have given him any praise for being an ignorant jack-ass. For pity’s sake, he refers to himself as a stable genius. A genius, huh, this corrupted human is a moron. I told you how to deal with a bad situation. You have three choices:
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