Bye, Bye Ronna

I Hear BlandCo is Hiring…

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Last week, the shills at NBC took time from their busy days to pull up the ladder and hang a “No Girls Allowed” sign on their clubhouse to make sure a dastardly Republican would not sully their pristine airways.

Ronna McDaniel, the former not really that popular, not really that good at it head of the Republican National Committee, got a typically midwit job as some sort of political analyst at NBC.

The backlash from the employees – who knew you and only you could pick the people you work with and your bosses have to do what you say? – was swift, with former Meet the Press snooze button Chuck Todd railing against the evils of political hacks taking to the airwaves.

He worked on campaigns before he became a “journalist,” by the way.

Anyhoo, the chant was taken up by the tribe with other remnant, non-political journalists like former White House Spokesthang Jen Psaki declaring that McDaniel should not work at NBC because, unlike her, she never lied for her political masters.

She really said that, adding she got “into public service” to “serve the people.”  A bit tautological but also very funny.  Within minutes of claiming she didn’t lie, Twitter/X was ablaze with post after post of her lying, oops, serving the people.

The reaction reminded me of something someone – I really can’t remember, but I think it was in Spy magazine – wrote about the then-credible Rudy Guiliani.  A protester called him a “fascist” – that word wasn’t so commonly used 30 years ago – for cleaning up the city, leading one writer to wonder “what will that protestor do when the real fascists show up?”

In other words, if that’s the snit-and-three-quarters thrown by the droopy Peacockers over McDaniel, what would happen if NBC actually hired a conservative?

McDaniel is a moderate, not a fan of Donald Trump, a near-parody of a get-along, go-along DC Republican.

As John Nolte over at Breitbart wrote:

To begin with, we now know that both NBC and MSNBC are so poisoned by hyper-politicization that the staff can’t even handle Mitt Romney in heels.

Better still, we now know that the left-wing lunatic anchors are fully in charge of that asylum.

If you had told me ten years ago that this could be allowed to happen at NBC News  — especially over a squish like Ronna McDaniel — I never would’ve believed a corporate news outlet would be this willing to lay out its bias and intolerance in such a blatant fashion. Talk about 100 percent validation for people like myself who have spent decades sounding the alarm about these irredeemable news outlets.

(Note – thanks to Sasha Stone for bringing that quote to my attention -

She’s got great stuff.)

While funny/sad – especially considering how so many of the folks carping about McDaniel did the exact same thing in moving from political hackery to news hackery – the episode has a serious/sad side, too.

Because this is how groupthink censorship works, this is how media types are able to sleep at night even though they are absolutely against a free press.

In a way it’s good the whole episode played out in public because everyone got to see – in real time – the censorship-industrial complex at work, the social credit crushing of even a hint of a different idea.

If anyone ever says to you that the whole censorship/stifling opinions/misinformation labeling/the idea version of cancel culture is not real, just point to Ronna McDaniel and say “Really?”

Or just show them this:

Note for future:  demanding it be known and acknowledged that you are utterly trustworthy is typically not a sign of a trustworthy person, Chris.

McDaniel is not a revolutionary mastermind, she is neither de Tocqueville nor Torquemada.  She’s just a run of the mill flunky with good connections (Mitt Romney’s niece).  She’s a “humble functionary,” as Yes, Minister’s Sir Humphrey Appleby would say, though in McDaniel’s case it would actually be true.

She wasn’t a cancer, she wasn’t a hangnail, she was the political equivalent of using your miles to bump up to a business class seat.

And still they went mental.

Trustworthy, indeed.

Oh, and by the way, she was six years old when this song came out:

Couldn’t leave you hanging with an earworm.