Staff Reports
In the spectacle of political theater that unfolded recently on Capitol Hill, it was as if the Democrats were trying out for a reality TV show rather than engaging in serious governmental oversight. In the spotlight was Secretary Scott Bessent, who somehow managed to dutifully answer questions that bordered on the nonsensical with a straight face. It seemed Bessent needed nothing short of superhero endurance to deal with the verbal antics thrown his way, reminiscent of a tired sitcom rerun where the cast keeps missing their cues and cues.
Maxine Waters, who appears to have been a permanent fixture in Washington since the days when dinosaurs roamed the Earth, had an unforgettable moment of confusion. In a brilliant display of misunderstanding, she insisted that Treasury employees were somehow masquerading as infiltrators from Elon Musk’s company. Now, if someone could send her a memo to remind her of the difference between temporary Treasury hires and outsiders, perhaps we could save some taxpayer dollars on these hearing Price is Right games.
Despite Bessent’s best attempts to educate the unending questions with patient responses, the Democrats couldn’t help but trip over their misunderstandings. The continual references to nonexistent “DOGE employees” accessing sensitive data were hilarious, bordering on the surreal. You’d think she was assembling a stand-up routine rather than a panel of inquiry. If it were a boxing match, the referee might have thrown in the towel before the first high-pitched question was even asked.
As if sensing an opportunity to score points, there were also demands for what the country might be wine and dining with in trade negotiations. Bessent’s refusal to spill the beans, citing U.S. interests, was a shocker to some, though anyone with a lick of sense could see why negotiations in progress ought to stay a tad hush-hush. Reclaiming their time with impatience rivaling a toddler’s at a checkout line, Democrats seemed unaware that their performance was likely to go viral for all the wrong reasons.
And in a finale of yet more Democratic missteps, the message seemed scrambled like a broadcast in desperate need of a satellite adjustment. From elite bashing aimed at someone who worked three jobs to get through Yale, to quizzing the Constitution as if its principles required regular recalibration, it was a comedic loop seemingly without end. The questioning was a tour de force of irrelevance, more about scoring “gotchas” than contributing anything substantial to help the average American.
In this circus act, Bessent stood his ground like someone who’s mastered the art of keeping calm when others are losing theirs. The Democrats’ continuous inability to switch up from their tired scripts, much like an old record stuck in a groove, was underscored by another day of predictable, overplayed strategies. As they drift further from their historic identity, the endless loop of rhetoric only serves to highlight how the grand old party continues to sing the wrong tune while conservatives conduct the symphony of American progress.
