https://www.nationalreview.com/corner/jamaal-bowman-is-transforming-into-a-memorably-dumb-recurring-sitcom-character/
A confession: I just assume that anyone as attuned as I am to the ongoing carnival of trolls that is Trump/Biden–era Washington must also be a fan of weird, bleak satire. You can’t do this job without a healthy sense of the absurd, at least not without having your spirit crushed. And I’m coming to realize over time that many of the keenest observers of American politics have become in their own way art critics as well, as one must be in an era of performative nonsense.
So what I’ve come to appreciate about New York congressman Jamaal Bowman is how he has played so predictably to a script, slowly morphing into an entertainingly dense bit player whose intermittent appearances in the news always promise a memorably dumb episode in our politics, like Tim Whateley the dentist converting to Judaism for the jokes on Seinfeld or George Santos showing up to sheepishly reveal a competitive Brazilian drag performance alias. He doesn’t dominate the narrative insufferably, like Matt Gaetz — the smug, prat-faced Wesley Crusher of Congress, forever inserting himself into random narratives as a useless B-story for 15 minutes of time-wasting. Instead you can rely on Bowman to pop up every now and then, get caught saying and/or doing something refreshingly funny in its hopelessly flat-footed stupidity, then disappear backstage again into what threatens to be a marvelously entertaining Democratic primary race this spring.
Like any solid character arc, this one begins a few episodes back, back near the end of Season 2 of the 118th Congress, when (as viewers will recall) Kevin McCarthy got unceremoniously axed from the show. Since National Review doesn’t do clickbait “episode guides,” I’ll just remind everyone that — spoiler alert — the day before McCarthy got decapitated as speaker of the House in an ending that perfectly mirrored the first season of Game of Thrones (most viewers were surprised, but I had already read the book), Jamaal Bowman yanked a fire alarm in the Cannon Building in order to delay a vote on a 45-day temporary debt-ceiling increase. As he had been caught on camera, his left-wing partisans then resorted to a delightfully mounting series of get-me-across-pitch defenses: He was confused! He was late to a vote! (He ran out of gas! He had a flat tire! He didn’t have enough money for cab fare! His tux didn’t come back from the cleaners!)