"The Highest Level of F*ckup Imaginable"

I Could Go On and On...

Who would have thought that Pearl Jam’s “Not for You,” a song written and released over 30 years ago, would today be the most relevant song in the United States?

Yesterday, Jeffery Goldberg of The Atlantic reported that “The Trump Administration Accidentally Texted Me Its War Plans.” Inexplicably, the journalist was included in a Department of Defense group text entitled “Houthi PC small group.” Considering the stunning news that Defense Secretary, Pete Hegseth, and other top officials at the Department of Defense had included the journalist in the classified text chain, I could go on and on about this unprecedented and potentially catastrophic security lapse.

Typically, when disseminating classified information to AUTHORIZED personnel, government officials will use a Sensitive Compartmented Information Facility (SCIFF). So, I could go on and on about the fact that this string of texts was instead sent out using the unauthorized and unsecure Signal App.

I could go on and on about the grave security risk Pete Hegseth and the DOD exposed our nation to. Because while Signal is authorized for personal conversations between government workers, it isn’t authorized for official government use because of the risk of breach by state-sponsored hackers. In fact, “a cybersecurity firm owned by Google uncovered an operation by Russian-linked spies who attempted to compromise the Signal accounts of Ukrainian military personnel by masquerading as familiar contacts.”

I could go on and on about the fact that top government officials used Signal’s disappearing text feature with many of the messages set to disappear after one to four weeks. I could also go on and on, endlessly blathering about how the use of that feature leaves no future record of the administration's war plans should those orders be called into question.

I could also drone on and on about how Hegseth and other officials at the DOD, using Signal, didn’t just send a journalist at The Atlantic vague war plans, but instead sent him specific details of Houthi targets, weapons packages, and the exact timings of the upcoming attack. In a post yesterday, Pet Buttigieg referred to the security failure as “the highest level of f*ckup imaginable.”

I could go on and on, seemingly for days, about how when questioned about the inclusion of Goldberg in the group text, the only actual defending Hegseth did was of himself. Instead of owning up to the mistake, the Defense Secretary took a tactic straight from Trump’s playbook and fired back to discredit the journalist:

“So I[...] You’re talking about a deceitful and highly discredited so-called journalist whose made a profession of peddling hoaxes time and time again...To include the, I don’t know, the hopes of Russia, Russia, Russia, or the fine people on both sides hoaxes or suckers and losers hoaxes...” - Secretary of Defense, Pete Hegseth

Putting the frequent drunkard aside, I certainly wouldn’t get tired of railing against the other spineless parties complicit in the “f*ckup.” This would include the Director of National Intelligence, Tulsi Gabbard, and the Director of the CIA, John Ratcliffe, who failed to offer any meaningful insight into the security failure, often deferring to people who weren’t even in the room.

Senator Jon Ossify (D-GA) questioning Director of the CIA, John Ratcliffe on March 25, 2025.

And finally, at risk of sounding like a complete fussbudget and bellyacher, I could waste your time complaining about how, despite the overwhelming evidence, the Trump White House continues to deny that Yemen “war plans” were discussed in a Signal chat. I mean, who would want to hear about that?

I guess I shouldn’t be so naive as to expect a mea culpa. As one senator lamented during this morning’s Senate committee hearing on intelligence (of which there was little in the room), “That’s what you get when you visit with a bunch of spies.”

So instead of going on and on about things that no one cares about, things that will have no impact on our lives our country, and things that no one will remember (say around the midterms), I’m going to post this totally unauthorized pic of the cutest puppy on the face of God’s Green Earth.

Good day.