It doesn't matter who the next RNC chair is.

And it'll probably never matter again.

January is tough on political reporters in that it languishes in horserace purgatory — months past the last election and too early for the next one to have really congealed.

Small bore 2024 stories flicker here and there, but even Donald Trump’s already announced campaign has been defined by latent inertia. To you, George Santos is a pathological fabricator; to the Washington media complex, that’s a called a “gift.” Imagine how many more tedious debt ceiling diatribe would put your feed to sleep without the daily Santos.

So while we wait for spring to bloom fully formed campaigns and contrasts, it’s natural and necessary to fill the void with any activity that pits two humans against each other vying for affirmation from a broader universe.

Even if the stakes are exceedingly low and the universe is quite tiny.

You won’t find any descriptions of the race for chair of the Republican National Committee in your mainstream media menu as “an exceedingly low-stakes race.”

But if we’re clear-headed and honest, the outcome of the contest between Ronna McDaniel Romney and Harmeet Dhillon — set to be decided this weekend in Dana Point, Calif. — is largely meaningless in its impact on the Republican Party, its vision and its future.