Everything At Once
Dealing with the limitations of the mind when everything is happening at the same time
You can’t multitask, and people who claim to be good at multitasking perform far worse on tests and work than people who admit they need to focus in order to perform. From an AI compilation of pertinent research:
Research suggests that people who think they are good at multitasking may actually be less effective than those who focus on one task at a time. Multitasking can make people less efficient, more error-prone, and worse at organizing their thoughts. It can also impair metacognition, which is the ability to monitor one's own performance. This can lead to people thinking they are doing well when they are actually not, which can be dangerous in some situations. For example, eating a sandwich or fiddling with a CD player while driving can increase the risk of an accident.
Though many are just now beginning to realize this, those of us who study behavioral science have known it for a decade and a half. (To be honest, my motivation for researching multitasking stemmed from my repulsion at people using it as an excuse for not paying attention in meetings. “Sorry, I was just multitasking,” they say, when they really mean, “Sorry, Bill, but you’re boring AF and I’d rather have a Drano enema than listen to you drone on about submarines and weight lifting for another thirty seconds.”)
I thought of multitasking when deciding what to write about tonight. Perusing my options, I could choose:
Biden’s debate meltdown
Trump’s polling surge
The Supreme Court’s abolition of the Chevron deference
The Supreme Court’s rejection of J6 charges
The Supreme Court’s further curtailing of the administrative state with Corner Post
Mister Bannon Goes to Prison
Each of these deserves many volumes of examination. Each matter has weight in the course of human history. But one man cannot write about all o these weighty matters in the course of one blogging session. So, which to choose? It’s a no-win scenario.
Like Captain James T. Kirk (or was he an admiral by Wrath of Kahn?), I don’t believe in no-win scenarios.
As such, I believe the last choice, Bannon’s reporting to prison, is actually the glue that binds all the other stories together, and will attempt to demonstrate it here, on this forum, before your very eyes. So, sit back, pop a cold one, and prepare to be amazed. Or bored silly like the people who resort to multitasking when trapped in meetings with me.
Incarceration
Steve Bannon, host of War Room, former editor of Breitbart, former Goldman Sachs investment guru, former film producer, US Navy officer, and human honey badger, went to prison today. And he did it with a style that embarrassed me.
Bannon, who is in prison for defying the illegal and unconstitutional J6 committee, had every right to go to prison kicking and screaming. He had every right to lament his misfortune, beg for prayers and letters, and hold himself up as a martyr.
Instead, Bannon turned his surrender to federal prison officials at the Danbury, Connecticut Federal Prison into a celebration of God, country, and family—in this case, a family of about 12 million War Room Posse activists, a few hundred of who showed up at the prison to bid Bannon farewell and following seas.
“If my going to prison empowers these people,” he announced to the press, including ABC, CNN, MSNBC, and NPR, with a wave of his arm to encompass the gathered fans, “I’ll do it every day.”
What happened at this event? Many things. Including a random Traditional Catholic priest who showed, rushed the dais, and prayed the St. Michael prayer for Steve.
Mind you, this was minutes before Bannon turned himself into at the prison gates for four months of confinement.
Notice that Bannon is not lamenting his fate; he exudes JOY. Why?
Because, like St. Paul, Bannon knows it’s not about him. It’s about the people. And, by locking him up, they’ve unleashed the power of the people of God. Watch and listen.
At the very end of the surrender party, the priest returns to give Steve a blessing. In Latin! (Steve’s mom and dad founded the Traditional Latin Mass parish in Richmond, Virginia, that the FBI initially targeted in its persecution of Traditional Catholics.)
Bannon entered federal prison joyfully, exuberantly, victoriously. Why? How?
Faith! Faith in God. Faith in America. Not in the United States government or even the Constitution, which has, by any measure, failed and let us down. The Constitution was supposed to prevent what’s happened to Bannon, Trump, Peter Navarro, and so many others.
Bannon knows his confinement releases the energy of millions. Tens of millions. Maybe hundreds of millions when you count the Normies who, for years, thought “everything’s fine,” but saw last Thursday the Commander in Chief, the President of the United States, mentally expire before 200 million viewers in a presidential debate that he demanded! And those Normies who thought everything was the same as always, as when Reagan was in the White House, as when Eisenhower was President and Lassie was on TV, saw Biden answer the first question posed to him.
He started this way. This was the beginning. The grand finale up front. At that moment, all across the fruited plain, Americans knew: the bastards have been lying all along.
That’s why Bannon has joy. He knows. He goes to prison in full knowledge of the fact that the conspiracy theories he’s long accused of spreading are, in truth, reality.
And now everyone sees it. Everyone.
Bannon entered the Federal Correctional Facility at Danbury just two hours after the Supreme Court ended its October 2023 term by rendering the evil Administrative State naked and exposed. The same court rejected the Department of Justice’s ridiculous and Marxist attempt to contort a law meant to prevent shredding of incriminating documents into a cudgel with which to club its political opponents, including J6ers and Donald Trump.
Bannon went to prison with joy because he knows he’s on the winning side, the side of God. And he has seen in the past week evidence that God has rallied His angels and Archangels, Cherubim and Seraphim, Dominations and Thrones to the cause of American liberty and justice if only we live out His holy will.
So, we shed not a tear for Bannon or Trump or ourselves for all the pain we’ve suffered and will suffer. We recognize that the only way out is through, that God has put us in this time and place for a holy reason, and man cannot touch us where it counts: our souls. Bannon walked into Danbury smiling like he’d won the lottery. Because he has! He gets to suffer for the country he loves. And you the word that means “suffering for love?” It’s passion.
The Passion of the Christ is the story of suffering for love. Passion without suffering is simply good fortune. Misfortune in the pursuit of excellence is much closer to passion than simply doing what one pleases. Bannon is joyful because he’s read The Book! He knows how the story ends, and he knows he’s been called upon to suffer for his love. When you fear not death, death has no sway over you. When you fear not prison, prison become just another building. They want us to fear death above all things, but death is just the price of eternity. Bannon knows all this, and he bloody well lives it!
Now, our challenge is not to just pick up for Steve, though we must do that. Our challenge is to embrace death, to embrace prison, to steal from our enemies their greatest weapon: fear.
The Bible tells us “be not afraid” 365 times! Once for every day of the week. And no one tells us to be not afraid more than Jesus Christ Himself! Be not afraid. Fear not death. Fear not prison. Fear not the enemies whose lives are truly wrapped in fear. They live in constant fear because they lack faith. Misery loves company, so they sow fear on us. Forget about it!
That’s why there is only one topic no matter how many breaking stories. The only topic is passion. We don’t love to suffer, but we suffer to love. Steve Bannon is suffering for his love and loving the suffering because of it.
If you love what Bannon loves, say a prayer, skip a meal (fasting), and do what’s right and necessary regardless of the consequences. You might suffer, but you will experience joy like no one’s ever imagined.
Viva Cristo Rey!