In what might be the oddest twist yet in the soap opera that is Washington, D.C.’s political drama, a man has confessed to planting pipe bombs around the Capitol on January 6th. But here’s the kicker: this guy claims to be a Trump supporter who was fired up about what he believed was a stolen election. Yet, when you scratch the surface, things get even weirder than they already appear.

Here’s what police and the FBI are now trying to wrap their heads around: how does a man, without any visible connection to former President Trump or even the broader MAGA community, suddenly find himself at the center of this bizarre episode? His digital footprint, as unremarkable as a politician’s promise, leaves more questions than answers.

Now, let’s chew over this nugget of peculiarity; this unknown figure, living somewhat under the radar, supposedly harbored so much anger about the 2020 election that he got into the bomb-making business. Even stranger, it appears he began collecting bomb parts years prior—how’s that for premeditated planning? According to federal authorities, he’s owned up to his role, confessing his involvement to the FBI, saying he was the black-clad figure planting bombs around the Capitol. Still, they say he also had some spots of anarchist ideas, so his motives are as clear as a mud puddle on a sunny day.

With this admission comes a flood of questions from experts and commentators, who are now plastered across every channel of the airwaves. There’s chatter of an impending avalanche of information revealing not just about the suspect but also shining a light on the federal authorities’ antics, particularly what critics label as the FBI’s blunders in handling this head-scratching case. This investigation, we’re told, is a lengthy book, not just a short story, and we’re only on chapter one.

This case really has it all: intrigue, the kind of amateur bomb-making that sounds like it’s more suited to a slapstick comedy, and a suspect who, before this saga, was likely just another face in the crowd. Yet, thankfully, and perhaps hilariously enough, his gadgets never went bang, sparing the city further chaos. The real fireworks, however, might just come from the revelations yet to emerge, promising plenty of material for political columnists and late-night hosts alike. So, buckle up, because the show has just begun.