In a stunning display of verbal jousting, Donald Trump’s nominee for the Department of Justice decided it was time to bring the smoke—directly to Adam Schiff’s doorstep. And boy, oh boy, did Adam Schiff get cooked quicker than a Thanksgiving turkey! The nominee faced off against Schiff with an arsenal of tough questions that left the California congressman sitting in a state of shocked silence, a picture of bewilderment that was almost too good to be true.

As the nominee started with a question about potential investigations into Liz Cheney, who was sitting right there in the same room, Schiff tried to dodge the question like a pro. It was like watching a politician do a cha-cha while everyone else was doing the tango. When pressed on whether he knew of any reason to investigate Cheney, the nominee didn’t hold back; Schiff’s non-answers were about as useful as a screen door on a submarine.

This showdown wasn’t just a battle of wits, though. It also had a serious undertone. With crime rates soaring and robberies up a staggering 87% higher than the national average, the nominee redirected the conversation back to issues that actually matter. So while Schiff was busy trying to steer the ship into murky waters—the kind usually filled with hypothetical political nonsense—our hero was pointing out that there are real problems out there, like skyrocketing crime. Who knew that having a discussion about criminal justice reform could turn into a circus?

But here’s where it gets good: the nominee, unflinching and determined, began challenging Schiff on Trump’s election loss in 2020. It was like dropping a boulder in a calm pond; you could almost see the ripples of discomfort wash over Schiff’s face. The nominee asked if he could tell Trump that he lost the election—a straightforward question, but one that had Schiff squirming like a kid caught sneaking cookies before dinner. It’s like asking a kid if they want broccoli for dessert—nobody wants to say the obvious, especially when it’s the truth that could lead to a dessert-less punishment.

And while Schiff floundered, the rest of us couldn’t help but feel an odd sense of schadenfreude. After all, isn’t it entertaining to watch the left, known for their claim to moral high ground, stumble over their own tangled web of words? As day turned to night, Schiff seemed to realize he was no longer the smartest one in the room. The nominee, masterfully playing the role of a straight shooter, made it clear he had no time for “gotcha” politics. Instead, he emphasized the importance of transparency and dedication to the job—qualities that seem to be in short supply in the current political climate.

In the end, it was much more than just a political debate; it was a snapshot of the progressive left’s struggle to maintain their footing while trying to harness the power of virtue signaling. It’s a classic case of “can’t handle the heat.” As we all snickered at the spectacle, it became abundantly clear: in the wild world of Washington, truth is often the first casualty, but maybe, just maybe, this nominee is ready to change the game—and we’re all here for it!