If you ain’t mad as hell, you ain’t paying attention.
This is just an observation (because I’m not looking forward to gulag life), but I think the only thing keeping Trump voters from burning the whole corrupt system down right now is that nobody knows whom or what to attack. That should be a pretty sobering consideration for an establishment class that thinks it just stole the 2020 presidential election fair and square. If there were a ship out in the harbor loaded up with all the Democrats’ fraudulent ballots from the election, there’s no doubt in my mind that a hundred million Americans would dress up as members of the Washington Football Club and sink that ship to the bottom of the sea. If the politicians and journalists who call the District of Corruption home were wearing bright red coats, I suspect they’d find themselves tossed to the curb head-first by every small business–owner going belly-up right now due to political whims disguised as public health orders. If there were a field of battle to defend or clearly demarcated enemy zones on the map, I’m guessing the powder keg ignited from mail-in ballot fraud this election cycle would have already gone boom!
The truth is that Americans are mad, and they should be. They have put up with four years of fake Russian collusion hoaxes and fake impeachments and fake judges using their powers to hamstring lawful executive orders from President Trump. They have watched the CIA abuse its powers to spy on a Republican political campaign and the FBI abuse its powers to punish political allies of the president, and the only person facing any semblance of justice in the whole mess is some no-name young lawyer from deep in the bowels of the Deep State’s operations against Trump who lacked the judgment to understand that his own side would use him as a scapegoat. Police officers have been totally thrown under the bus so that lawless Democrat mayors and district attorneys could send armies of Antifa thugs into the streets this election year as a show of strength. Old and young veterans have been watching elected officials tear up the Constitution they took oaths to defend, and if fighting broke out tomorrow, I think 90% of those former soldiers would be at the front lines the day after next.
We have a tinderbox right now, and about the only miracle saving the Establishment Club in D.C. from the impending inferno is that the Americans most fired up to tear the whole thing down are the same Americans who have spent their lives respecting the rule of law and American institutions. Drink that irony in! The men and women in D.C. who see themselves as part of the “permanent government” have abused their powers to take down a sitting president, Establishment Club Republicans have looked the other way as Democrats used the cover of a pandemic to justify the dumping of unaccounted mail-in ballots across battleground states to overturn an otherwise likely Trump victory, and the only thing keeping Trump voters from destroying the whole corrupt system is their own self-restraint. As soon as enough of them decide that a two-tiered justice system that protects leftist agitators while persecuting the MAGA crowd is unacceptable or that a rigged election system that magically lifts establishment candidates to victory is illegitimate, then the whole house of cards comes crashing down.
There are two horns on the beastly dilemna we’re perched on. One is the corrupt and maleficent Deep State apparat: deeply entrenched, invulnerable, and dangerous. Then we have the broader, civilian Left, consisting of cultural, educational, and propaganda sub-divisions, among others.
The Deep State wing amounts to the nuts-and-bolts mechanism of tyranny and oppression—the gears that do the physical grinding and crushing of its victims, the prisons they’re incarcerated in, the multitudinous officials that micromanage their lives and order them around. The Cultural wing is more along the lines of a Psychological Warfare branch, charged with bewildering, humiliating, and demoralizing Real Americans: convincing the opposition that resistance is futile, leaching the spirit of defiance and self-sufficiency from their very souls.
The enemy is all too familiar by now, surely. Who he is; what he wants; his beliefs, his intentions, his methods, all have been explicitly laid out for us through tedious sermonizing, street protests, threats, and brutal beatdowns. We’ve all had to look upon his ugly face—enduring his taunts and slanders, pretending to defer to his self-proclaimed superiority, deflecting his scrutiny as well as we can—for our whole lives. He isn’t just out in the open; he’s all up in our grill, cocking his snook at us in contempt and daring us to do something about it.
Identifying “whom or what to attack” is by no means difficult. In as target-rich an environment as the one we currently occupy, the difficulty is selecting which targets should be serviced first—a decision which hangs in part on whether it might be more effective if we prioritize one wing over the other for destruction.