There are plenty of things to dislike about the current administration, but high on my personal list is how often their dumbshit decisions leave me feeling like the kind of person who wears a tinfoil hat to the grocery store. I don’t want to believe there was any planning behind the chaos—but they make it weirdly hard not to.

The question I’ve been gnawing on since the War Chat story broke is this: which Jeff did they think they were adding to the group chat? Because if this actually was an accident, somewhere a baffled Jeff sits alone, quietly wondering just what he did wrong to be unceremoniously excluded by the mean girls clique.

But I keep going back to the curious matter of this “accidental” inclusion. It’s giving off serious “I texted my ex at 2 a.m. and now I’m pretending it was a mistake” vibes. Sure, accidents happen—we’ve all sent a text to the wrong person. But usually, it’s an off-color meme to your boss, not classified war plans to the editor-in-chief of The Atlantic.

If I were as fucking stupid as this particular ensemble, I might also mistakenly assume that, like their preferred “news” outlets—the OAN’s and National Enquirers of the world—the mainstream media would lack the professionalism or integrity to sit on a scoop about bombing Yemen.

If his inclusion was not accidental, perhaps they genuinely believed Jeffrey Goldberg, editor-in-chief of The Atlantic, would leap at the chance to publish sensitive war plans with all the discretion of a tabloid scooping celebrity infidelity.

It’s hard not to wonder if the real hope was that the editor-in-chief would publish the story ahead of the bombing, giving the Trump administration the perfect excuse to march straight to the Supreme Court and take a hacksaw to the First Amendment.

But alas, we’re talking about The Atlantic—a magazine more likely to publish dense literary criticism than military secrets as gossip. If it wasn’t accidental, it’s almost tragic, really—the sheer magnitude of their misunderstanding of journalistic integrity.

And thus, I’m left to ponder whether this was genuine incompetence or simply a profound misjudgment of ethics and standards. Either way, it’s a spectacular blunder.