The “bust-out” is a trope in mob movies, novels, and television series you’ve seen before. A hapless business owner gets in bed with the mob due to borrowing money from a loan shark or owing gambling debts to men with vowelly names and certain ethnolinguistic fillips. They use the patsy’s credit, assets, and properties to roll up massive new debts to more traditional lenders and vendors, then burn the place down for the insurance money. Only the stooge gets screwed in the end.

In Goodfellas, Henry Hill describes what happens when normies get in bed with the mob, either through choice or fate:

This wholesale slaughter in the RNC is one more sign that the MAGA GOP isn’t simply post-partisan; it’s post-organizational, post-rational, and just another opportunity to monetize Trumpism.

This case of institutional ETTD* means the end of the line for the old GOP. The state committeemen and committeewomen, the state organizations themselves, the major donors, the people who work their way up to get convention seats and tickets are all in for a crashing disappointment. The RNC’s work in voter registration, research, digital, communications, and turnout will wither and die before summer. All that will remain is the RNC’s ability to sluice money (minus a little handling fee and the vig) into Trump’s gaping maw.

“Now the RNC’s got Donald as a partner. Any problems, they’re on their own. Trying to run a national political party? Fuck you, pay me. Trying to help state Republican Parties to win races down the ballot? Fuck you, pay me. Need money for something other than Trump’s legal bills? Fuck you, pay me. RNC email lists getting burnt out and producing less revenue? Fuck you, pay me. Major donor program suffering because all the cash is going into the Trump Famiglia? Fuck you, pay me.”

What’s the difference between organized crime and the Trump enterprise in the RNC bust-out?

So far, they haven’t burned down 310 First Street for the insurance money. It is, however, only March.