In the latest twist of the political soap opera that is Washington, D.C., newly declassified documents have emerged, painting a vivid picture of what some might call the FBI’s “choose your own adventure” approach to investigations. While the agency pursued the Trump-Russia collusion narrative with the vigor of a caffeine-fueled squirrel, it seems they were far less enthusiastic about probing Hillary Clinton’s email escapades. Like an overworked parent faced with a mountain of chores, it appears the FBI decided some tasks just weren’t worth the effort.
According to the DOJ Inspector General’s report, the FBI’s handling of the Clinton email investigation was about as efficient as using a chocolate teapot. Critical evidence like thumb drives containing cyber-intrusion data connected to Clinton’s private server was barely glanced at. Yet, the Bureau seemed more concerned with not rocking the boat than ensuring national security. After all, nobody wants to annoy their future potential boss, right?
Enter stage left, former FBI Director James Comey, who is starting to resemble the protagonist in a never-ending political drama. The report criticizes Comey’s leadership and decision-making, suggesting his actions—or lack thereof—betrayed a bias that favored Clinton. The former Director’s apparent negligence has attracted commentary thicker than a bowl of oatmeal, with critics lamenting his full-on sprint into the Trump investigation, contrasting it with his gentle tiptoe around Hillary’s emails.
As this saga continues to unravel, excitement builds around the possibility of a special prosecutor entering the scene. Washington is a hub of whispered conversations and nervous shifting. Where once there were loud cries from establishment figures, there’s now an eerie quiet, as if some know they’ve been caught with their hands in the cookie jar. It lends a certain thrill to the political proceedings, a reminder that in the game of politics, the stakes are high, the players are shrewd, and the drama is never far from center stage.