Maybe the only people surprised by this are gamblers who wagered that Bondi would be canned before Kristi Noem. It could have gone either way. (Those betting on Pete Hegseth are still frustrated, though his day will come.)
I have no sympathy for Bondi. She, like every toadie in Trump's orbit, sought to work for him. Anyone with an ounce of sense and a scintilla of integrity steers clear of Trump because to all appearances he is a terrible boss: petulant, loyal only to himself, erratic, cruel, corrupt, and incapable of accepting reality. The only reason to accept a political appointment from him is because the money and connections you could make while the grift lasts would make the grief worthwhile. And the grief will come. It always comes, because his delusional demands eventually collide with reality. When that happens, he will order you to reconcile the two. You will fail. He will can you. Lather, rinse, repeat.
I don't know who the next A.G. will be. I only know that there are plenty of grifters-in-waiting lusting after the chance to enrich themselves at the public's expense (and at the cost of their own reputations). Such grifters are the only ones willing to pretend they can bend reality to suit the cruddiest of bosses.
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