In the latest circus of political theater, Pam Bondi took to the witness chair instead of the expected Cash Patel. Now, one might wonder why a hearing intended to shine a light on important issues suddenly morphed into an impromptu Cash Patel fan club meeting. It turns out that Bondi, sitting there like the last cookie in the jar, fielded a whopping 40% of questions about Patel. It’s a classic case of “show us on the doll where Cash hurt you,” as everyone seems a little too preoccupied with the presence of Patel to get their own narratives across.

Now, one can’t help but wonder what these Biden Democrats are shaking in their boots about regarding Patel. Is he running around like a rogue superhero, cape flapping in the wind, ready to expose their alleged “illegal criminal conspiracy?” While parents and concerned Christians seem to be the new political punching bags for this administration, it sure seems like some individuals feel a little more vulnerable than they’d like to admit. Can you imagine the sweat beading on their foreheads as they think about Patel digging through the bureaucratic past? It sounds like the plot of a low-budget thriller—except it’s real life, and the stakes are decidedly higher.

With the FBI now being deployed like Home Depot’s aisle of hammers—straight at parents upset about bathroom policies rather than literal threats—the balance of who gets protected and who gets prosecuted is growing more absurd by the day. Why are concerned parents being treated as potential terrorists while actual criminals waltz away with a slap on the wrist? The question seems to dog this administration like an uninvited guest at a barbecue, turning up right as the food hits the grill.

Bondi, Todd Blanch, John Sour, and the ever-mystifying Cash Patel appear to represent a new wave of accountability that could potentially topple the political house of cards that the Democrats have been stacking up. Trust us when we say that if anyone is breaking out the popcorn, it’s likely those who are eagerly waiting to hear what Patel might unearth from the vaults of Crossfire Hurricane. The Democrats, meanwhile, would do well to hold hands and sing Kumbaya around the campfire; they’re going to need all the good vibes and protection they can muster.

So, while the hearing wasn’t exactly what everyone expected, it did sprinkle a little drama into a usually monotonous affair. The juxtaposition of Bondi handing out answers like candy in a parade while Patel’s shadow loomed large was humorous and telling. Amidst all the political intrigue and finger-pointing, one thing became glaringly clear: when you start worrying about what someone else might dig up, it’s time to start looking over your shoulder. The game is on, and it looks like Cash Patel could easily become the MVP of this political showdown. Will he unveil the next big scandal? Only time—and a few strategically placed investigations—will tell.