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I will never forget standing in front of my tv watching the putsch happen in real time...
As insurrectionists crawled up the sides of the Capitol building, smashed windows and doors, and assaulted outnumbered and outgunned Capitol police, I was in shock and kept saying, “Where is the National Guard? Where is the National Guard?! “
In the weeks leading up to Jan. 6 there were many reliable reports on DU of planned violence by the Right Wing. It was bad enough that when a couple of people here said they would go to DC themselves to counter-protest and engage physically, I was one who said urgently that they should stay far away.
Anyone from any branch of federal government who claimed they had no idea what was coming was lying or had their heads so far up their own asses — no, they were lying. We knew, and what are we but a civilian discussion board. WE KNEW, and that means THEY KNEW.
They tried to decapitate our federal government. We are so accustomed to the informality of dropping officials’ proper titles — “Pence” and “Pelosi” and so on. As the day went on and none of the news people said it — it finally clicked for me: the insurrectionists screeching to hang Mike Pence and promising to drag Nancy out by her hair and put a bullet thru her brain were referencing the line of succession: the Vice President and Speaker of the House.
And all I could do from the other side of the continent was beg whatever gods may be for the National Guard to show up.
Cry the beloved country.
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