Where were you three years ago today when democracy almost ended?

Getting my bag packed and AR-15 cleaned and loaded.

I was still pissed the election was rigged. “Mail in ballots”? Really. The world was laughing at us. At least a few people decided to peacefully protest.

Sitting at my desk, watching and waiting to see how it played out.

Yeah, after a year of leftist terrorism, burning down buildings while the national guard and cops knelt to them, I enjoyed the whole thing. Especially when the video came out of all those congressmen running like little girls.

I had just caught the corvis hanging out with family friends in my camper in BR. Started feeling bad in a Tuscaloosa (understandably) hotel on my way home. Got home to start literally shaking over the violent coup (not the Chynavirus—I meditated on the upcoming vaxx for that). I have PTSD over not watching any footage of the insurrection. It would have been more than I could handle. I actually had DVRed some Antifa and BLM mostly peaceful protests and some Chaz classics. I sipped some chai and did some breathing exercises.


It’s hard for me to relive that time.

Working from home, though I didn’t get much done that day. Mostly watched videos and live streams of police letting the protesters in as they shook hands and gave them high fives.

At work with no TV or radio.

I was installing dead bolt locks on the doors, getting the wife and kids in the storm cellar.

Watched the coverage on tv. Kept wondering why they were calling it an insurrection when none of the civilians had firearms.

I would think that a real insurrection would involve firearms.

And something that bothers me even today is when the media calls it a deadly event. The only person who died was an unarmed veteran.

SMDH