It’s been four years since the infamous insurrection at the US Capitol Building. At the time, I wrote this: We Need More Tepid Takes – Nutmegger Daily. The gist of it is that everyone else was loudly proclaiming all kinds of theories as if they were absolute truth. Meanwhile, I had no idea what to think or make of any of it. I was filled with questions while everyone else was filled with confidence.
Four years later, and I still don’t know what to think while everyone else has gotten even more confident. I don’t even know what the insurrection was supposed to be. Apparently, it happened to stop Congress from certifying the results of the 2020 election. I can’t help but wonder, though, how many of the people involved actually knew that. And, even if they did, I don’t know what that means. It doesn’t feel like a coup or a terrorist act to me. A coup is an attempt to overthrow an existing government. This wasn’t that. And terrorism is an attempt to instill terror across the general population. This wasn’t that either. It was too targeted.
The whole thing kind of felt like a soccer riot to me. A bunch of dopes and hooligans got drunk and violent. I know it was a lot more serious than that, but it’s what it felt like to me.
All I know for sure is that whatever the insurrection was, it was bad. Very, very bad. It should have been a deal breaker for any American that cares about America. Alas, it wasn’t.
