Damn, Pete! Just What Sort Of A… F-Up Are You?!

Was he drunk?

Was he just careless — was he… just being… Pete, the shoot from the hip TV moron?

How did this happen?

Damn. In any sane world — he’d be shit through a goose by tomorrow. But Tangerine 2.0 will likely keep him, because now he owes his whole life to… Tangerine 2.0. Damn. Here’s The Atlantic today, on it all:

…The world found out shortly before 2 p.m. eastern time on March 15 that the United States was bombing Houthi targets across Yemen.

I, however, knew two hours before the first bombs exploded that the attack might be coming. The reason I knew this is that Pete Hegseth, the secretary of defense, had texted me the war plan at 11:44 a.m. The plan included precise information about weapons packages, targets, and timing.

This is going to require some explaining….

WTAH?!?

What sort of incompetent, malignant morons (at 1600 Penn) would tolerate this?

It is iron clad proven true — reported everywhere.

Holy crap.

Onward.