FBI Agent Arrested for Leaking Classified Intel – A National Security Bombshell

FBI agent Jonathan Buma, a vocal critic of the Trump administration, has been arrested for allegedly leaking

sensitive information, including files on a foreign nation’s weapons of mass destruction program.

The charges stem from claims that Buma printed and distributed over 130 confidential documents in October 2023, including reports containing protected material

from confidential sources. Some of these leaks were later cited in media reports. Buma’s actions, which coincided

with his plans to write an autobiographical book, have raised serious concerns about national security and FBI operations. Critics, such as attorney

Scott Horton, worry that the leaks could have compromised ongoing counterintelligence investigations, particularly regarding Russian interference.

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