He won't concede. He won't leave. He's gonna try to steal it with voter suppression...yadayadayada...
He left. They won (supposedly), now what? The Capitol breach was planned by them. Why? Color Revolutions need violence. He lost, we stayed civilized, they breached the Capitol, we still stayed civilized. He left the WH and we still stayed civilized. Now they impeach, we stay civilized. They threaten drones, re education camps, stealing our children...we stay civilized. They have no plan. They never did. Not for what is happening anyway. They NEED VIOLENCE so they can use it to restructure and demolish America. We won't give it to them. They are surrounded by the military who won't leave. They appear to have won, but they didn't really want to! They wanted Trump to have a hissy fit so they'd have an excuse for their draconian measures. Nope. Nada. Now they have no clue what to do! And imagine not knowing if the military is there to protect you or monitor you and ultimately arrest you..then the paranoia really sets in! Bahahaha! These people are so fucked! Color Revolutions required the loser to NOT leave office and have a hissy fit. Denied! Hysterical!
Didn’t mean to reopen any old wounds. I don’t think it’s really possible to accurately place oneself in historical contexts. I myself, for many years romanticized Byzantium and immersed myself in books that furthered the feeling. Now I realize nothing changes. Humans are a mess in all times and places. They were as stupid and misguidedly passionate for their causes and personal interests as we moderns. The sack of Constantinople in 1204 has, I’m thankful to say has lost its power to sadden me. I’m still working on forgiving Mehmet for 1453. It’s good to have a goal.
My dad was in the Great Patriotic War (WW2 to you all) and I asked him as a boy “Were we the good guys?” He got misty and then said “In war there are no good guys and bad guys, it’s just a bunch of guys trying to survive.” I can’t imagine gaining such detachment after direct experience. I wish I had bigger holes in my own grudge bucket.
May peace be in your heart, and pardon me please for any unintended stirring of old embers. Go with God. Amen