Mike Waltz is a Literal Piece of Shit
And here is why, Since Trump is too afraid to fire him
In the putrid pantheon of political fuck-ups that have plagued our nation's security apparatus, few stink quite as badly as the brief, disastrous tenure of Mike Waltz as National Security Advisor. The stench of his incompetence still lingers in the corridors of power, a nauseating reminder of what happens when dangerous stupidity meets high office. For those paying attention, his removal on May 1st, 2025 wasn't just inevitable—it was goddamn necessary.
So Mike Waltz is out as national security council. To be replaced by Marco Rubio (as interim national security advisor). Waltz will now become UN Ambassador.
The Signal Chat Debacle
Picture this: You're responsible for America's most sensitive security operations. Lives hang in the balance. Military personnel risk everything based on your competence. So what do you do? If you're Mike Waltz, you accidentally add a fucking journalist to your top-secret Signal chat group discussing Yemen strike plans.
The cold sweat of panic. The metallic taste of fear. The deafening silence that must have fallen over the room when they realized what had happened. Can you imagine the sickening drop in your stomach when you realize you've just compromised an entire military operation?
In March 2025, Waltz didn't just make a minor mistake—he committed what Rep. Chris Deluzio called an "outrageous national security breach" by accidentally adding Jeffrey Goldberg, editor-in-chief of The Atlantic, to a Signal group chat named "Houthi PC small group." This wasn't just any chat—it included Vice President JD Vance, Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth, and other senior national security officials actively discussing military strikes in Yemen.
The raw, unfiltered idiocy burns like acid. This wasn't some low-level staffer. This was America's NATIONAL SECURITY ADVISOR. Let that sink deep into your brain: the man charged with protecting America's most vital interests couldn't figure out how to use a fucking group chat securely.
When the shit hit the fan, Waltz's response was as pathetic as it was predictable. He claimed he had "never met, don't know, never communicated with" Goldberg. Then photos emerged showing them together at a 2021 French Embassy event. The bitter taste of obvious lies. The clammy discomfort of watching someone squirm when caught. The undeniable scent of bullshit permeating every word.
Even in Republican circles—circles typically willing to excuse damn near any incompetence—this was a bridge too far. Senator Mark Warner didn't mince words, calling it "sloppy, careless, incompetent behavior." When members of your own political tribe start backing away, the writing on the wall becomes impossible to ignore.
But here's what keeps me up at night, what makes my skin crawl and my pulse quicken: What other security breaches occurred that we don't know about? What other careless mistakes were swept under the rug? How many other times did sensitive information pass through unsecured channels during his watch?
Waltz on the Chinese: They Are All a Piece of Shit
Waltz built his reputation as a China hawk, puffing out his chest and talking tough at every opportunity. The man constantly declared "We are in a Cold War with the Chinese Communist Party" and became the first Congressional representative to call for a complete boycott of the 2022 Beijing Olympics, citing the "genocide and internment of Chinese Uyghur populations."
The sharp tang of hypocrisy cuts through everything else when you realize this tough talk came from the same man who couldn't secure his own fucking phone contacts. The disconnect is jarring—like biting into what looks like a perfectly ripe piece of fruit only to have your mouth filled with rotten pulp.
Let's be brutally clear: Waltz's hawkishness wasn't based on strategic brilliance or deep understanding. It was political theater—a performance meant to position himself as tough on China while demonstrating none of the discipline or care that such a position would require.
He introduced the "Beijing Winter Olympics Sponsor Accountability Act" that would have banned the Federal Government from contracting with businesses sponsoring the Beijing Winter Olympics for four years. Bold move from a man who would later demonstrate he couldn't be trusted with a cell phone contact list.
The dissonance is deafening. The contradiction burns your eyes like smoke. While he was grandstanding about national security threats from abroad, he was becoming one himself through sheer incompetence.
Foreign Policy? That’s What X/Twitter is For
If Waltz's security failures weren't enough, his diplomatic blunders add another layer of staggering ineptitude to this rancid cake. In 2024, this diplomatic genius thought it appropriate to post a video on X (formerly Twitter) supporting Canadian opposition leader Pierre Poilievre and declaring that Poilievre would send Prime Minister Justin Trudeau "packing in 2025 (finally) and start digging Canada out of the progressive mess it's in."
Think about that for a second. Feel the embarrassment crawl up your spine. Taste the acrid bile of diplomatic norms being shredded. The man who would briefly become National Security Advisor was publicly interfering in the domestic politics of one of our closest allies. The cringe is visceral—like the sound of nails on a chalkboard amplified through your entire body.
This wasn't an isolated incident but part of a pattern of shooting his mouth off without considering the consequences. The same recklessness that led him to add a journalist to a classified Signal chat was evident long before in his inability to understand the most basic principles of international diplomacy.
Who is the Real Victim?
What truly curdles the blood, what makes me want to scream into the void until my throat is raw, is not just what we know about Waltz's failures but what we don't. The damage that remains hidden beneath the surface.
Every national security advisor builds relationships with foreign counterparts. These relationships form the invisible architecture of global security cooperation. With each careless word, each security breach, each demonstration of incompetence, Waltz wasn't just embarrassing himself—he was eroding the foundation of trust that American security depends on.
Think of the conversations happening in intelligence agencies around the world after the Signal chat fiasco. Imagine the hushed tones, the sideways glances, the decision to perhaps withhold certain information from American counterparts. Can you feel the chill that runs through our entire security apparatus when our allies no longer trust us?
The consequences aren't abstract—they're as concrete as the ground beneath your feet. They manifest in missed intelligence, in hesitant cooperation, in the growing perception that American leadership is fundamentally unserious about security.
And while Donaldo Shitsburger eventually removed Waltz, the damage was already done. The stain had set. The trust had been broken. And rebuilding it will take far longer than the brief, catastrophic tenure of this monumentally incompetent man.
The Taiwan Connection
Perhaps nowhere was Waltz's dangerous combination of hawkishness and incompetence more evident than in his approach to Taiwan. While in Congress, he co-introduced the Taiwan Defense Act "to maintain the ability of the U.S. Armed Forces to defeat attempts by China to invade and seize control of Taiwan" and made bold statements like "We need to make it very clear to China that invading Taiwan—which will then allow China to control about 50% of global trade and GDP—isn't acceptable."
The weight of these words should crush you. The gravity should make your chest tight. Because the same man making these declarations—essentially drawing red lines that could lead to military conflict with a nuclear power—couldn't even be trusted to manage a fucking Signal group.
Can you imagine the cold sweat breaking out in Taipei when they learned about Waltz's security breach? The trembling hands of officials wondering if their own sensitive communications with American counterparts were similarly compromised? The sour taste of doubt that now flavors every interaction?
When you position yourself as Taiwan's great defender while simultaneously demonstrating that you can't be trusted with basic operational security, you're not just failing at your job—you're actively undermining the very cause you claim to champion.
So What the Fuck Now?
The Waltz disaster is over, but the questions it raises linger like the acrid smell of smoke after a fire. Who else in our security apparatus shares his dangerous combination of incompetence and overconfidence? What systems failed to prevent his rise to such a sensitive position? And most importantly, what other security breaches remain undiscovered?
These aren't idle questions for political junkies—they're essential concerns for every American who gives a damn about national security. The next time your phone buzzes with a news alert about a foreign policy crisis, remember the Waltz fiasco and ask yourself: Do the people handling this know what the fuck they're doing?
In a world where our adversaries grow more sophisticated by the day, where cyberattacks and information warfare have become the new battleground, the stakes couldn't be higher. The margin for error couldn't be thinner. And we just had a National Security Advisor who couldn't manage his contacts list.
If that doesn't make your blood boil, if that doesn't make you demand better from our leadership, if that doesn't make you pay closer attention to who gets appointed to these critical positions—then nothing will.
Citations
Aitken, P. 2025 “Mike Waltz, Top Deputy Removed as Trump Shakes up National Security Team” Newsweek
Oler, B. 2025 “NBC wouldn’t air ad critical of China, congressman says” NewsNation
McCartney, M. 2025 “Mike Waltz: 10 Times Trump's National Security Adviser Pick Hit Out at China” Newsweek.
It's already so broken in 100 days that even the broken pieces are crushed, cracked, and broken. Trump won't fire the fascist grease streak Hegseth because he's the poster boy for right-wing booze and testosterone poisoned MAGA males. Like Elise Stefanik, Waltz is detritus to Trump, who gives zero shits about the United Nations after he was laughed out of the General Assembly during his first term.
Jeff T had a great pic of DT with a shit-stain on his pretty white golf pants. It would have been apropos to use that one in this article, with a big red arrow labeled “WALTZ HERE->” pointing to that shit stain.
Great work, Wendy! Love your analysis and narrative. So true. (And please understand I already wrote a section of tomorrow’s article on him, none of which has a single word from yours, and is not as harshly truthful as yours!)
The point you make, that I definitely don’t drive home enough, is the “unknown knowns” (to quip Rumsfeld) of what ELSE fucking made it out the door… it’s terrifying to think of the lives on the line when it’s reading the 300th press account of the day on the matter and your brain doesn’t realize it’s a human-lives story, more than it is an incompetence story. This guy, as it turns out, and you make super fucking clear, should NEVER have been given the chance to EVER hold the title of National Security Advisor. Gotta go, there you are… on my iPad :)