The Big Picture – 
By Glynn Wilson – 

The news has been churning for a solid a week and a half since 8,000 marauding militiamen and bleary-eyed neo-Nazi thugs marched from the National Mall to the Capitol steps and somehow, with a little help from Republicans and their racist friends in the Capitol Police, actually crashed their way into the building.

There were no Black Lives Matter activists in sight, operating under their own stand down order. Antifa was not there to stand in their way either, a thousand miles away in a Florida campground. They knew they would be blamed for the violence and beaten and jailed by D.C. Metro cops and Capitol Police in an insurrection they knew was coming for at least the past month.

Congress was in session, about to take the most important vote Mitch McConnell said he’s ever seen in his half a century in the United States Senate. Inside both chambers of Congress, Trump’s toady Republicans were about to drag the debate out into the night. But at the end of the evening, as everyone was told on all the channels that matter, Biden was going to be in and Trump was on his way out.

So this was the final chance for the wild boys to save the country for Trump and all things good in whiteness. If the false god of the internet’s prophesy was going to come true, and orders duly followed from the Commander-in-Chief to “fight like hell,” it was up to them and their blue Trump flags and Confederate flags to restore faith in god and goodness, at least in their eyes too clouded by propaganda to see the truth.

Congress was just starting to debate and then vote to affirm Democrat Joseph R. Biden Jr. as president-elect, according to the official Electoral College votes, which should have set off a national celebration as the Trump era of fake news and debauchery of the Constitution was about to come to a close.

But Trump’s mob made it in, and engaged in hand-to-hand combat in a battle like nothing since the War of 1812 when British Red Coats set fire to the White House on August 24, 1814. Trump’s band of irregular misfits came even closer than they must have imagined, nearly capturing the Vice President of the United States to string him up for disloyalty to Trump. Just a few more seconds sooner and a few more steps, and they could have cleared the ground for a golden calf to be erected on top of the building, instead of our statue of a goddess of freedom.

Smoky Mountain View

Since the season, the weather, COVID and the travel schedule found me far away from Washington in a cozy old house in Tennessee with a view of the Great Smoky Mountains, we watched from afar. Scrambling to keep up with all the news and share it on Facebook for our audience, it was like a world that should have been saved in this election cycle seemed to be floating away again down a river of blood and oil.

For the past week and a half, we should all have been celebrating the vote in Congress to stamp the final paperwork on Biden’s victory and Trump’s loss. We could have all been sitting at home eating a fatted-calf and drinking our favorite libations, staying home to avoid the COVID, comfortable in the knowledge that soon this wretched man who wanted to be king would be gone like the wind.

But Nooooo!

Trump could have simply conceded an election he surely knows he lost, and maybe come out of this four year ignominious failure with something resembling dignity, at least for the country. Something the talking heads on TV could have gotten on the air to send him off with deference and let everyone sleep in peace for a night to two for a change.

He could not have changed things for himself. His special place in hell is being prepared for him now. Of course it will be a golden palace in the center of hell, right beside the thrown of Beelzebub himself. Trump is the devil’s new right hand man. Satan’s star angel, if you will.

He could have let it go for the rest of us. But nope, not gonna happen. Like the message on Melania’s jacket, his attitude was, “I really don’t care, do you?”

Like the Ratfucker King he is, he could not. There’s no such thing as dignity in the Trump household. It’s either win or die. So now they have lost the election and the battle, and it’s their time to die — a political death that should be crippling for anyone who dares to try anything like it ever again.

That won’t stop them from trying. Any minute now the alert messages could start going off and more violence could break out in state capitals all over the country, even in my home state of Alabama, where all three branches of government are already in the insurrectionists’ hands. It’s hard to see how they could accomplish any more “winning” in Montgomery by marching on one of the Capitols of the Confederacy. Right-wing Republicans already control it.

Oh, well. As a historian and journalist once said, “There is nothing more Southern or ignoble than going down to foreseeable defeat before overwhelming odds.”

This is just another lost cause in a long string of them going all the way back to Vicksburg, Mississippi in 1863.

The Bottom Line

After reading the papers online and watching all the videos and TV analysis, it is crystal clear that this was not some randomly accidental mob of protesters who got out of control, facing a short-staffed police force low on intel. This was a fairly well planned coup attempt by a militia that seemed to know what it was after, an act of sedition aided by Republican insiders and racist cops in Washington who not only knew they were coming. They invited them in, coached them on where to go, what to do and how to do it, ushered them past barricades, unlocked some doors — and let them in!

Some Capitol Police, D.C. Metro cops and F.B.I. swat teams fought them off and finally managed to overcome the assault. The Secret Service and a few dedicated Capitol Police officers managed to protect the Vice President and members of Congress, who had to hide in the dark under tables for a couple of hours.

Then they simply held the doors open for the criminal domestic terrorists and allowed them to escape, like they were a bunch of Christian school children out on a field trip to see the fucking Capitol. Excuse my language, but…

Instead of saving freedom and democracy for white people only, these scumbags seriously damaged liberties and freedoms for us all.

Please let me apologize in advance to all the wonderful Christian mothers who come here to read news. I can think of only one way to say this.

Goddamn them for that.

One of these days I might have the opportunity to face one of them in a courtroom or visit them in a prison — if Trump doesn’t somehow find a way to pardon them all.

Here is what I would say.

“Fuck you, you ignorant and stupid, clueless low-life, crazy son-of-a-bitch.”

To them and Trump himself, who will never become the divine emperor he dreamed of being in his wildest COVID nightmares.

“Do you have any idea how hard so many people worked for the past two and a half centuries to build this place and try to keep it viable? You just fucked it up forever with one ill-timed rampage of idiocy.”

“We have all been through enough already, with the hellscape year of the coronavirus in 2020 and the craziest year of the Golden Shower of a Trump presidency. Did you really think it was the right thing to do to add ignominy to infamy and drive us all over the cliff into a psycho Twilight Zone hell in your wake?”

Well to hell with the Ratfucker King, and may he never rest for a minute or know a moment of peace ever again.

Live from Here It’s Saturday Night

After reading and sharing all that insane news from Washington from Wednesday through Saturday on Facebook, I had to stop and find a drink just before dark. There were four kinds of rum in the bar in this old house. I grabbed them all and began frantically pouring shots into a plastic cup until it was full, then dumped that into a tall glass with a Christmas Holley pattern on it and added just a splash of Sprite and Mango juice, along with a twist of lime, to the ice.

There’s no name for this drink and the thought hit me that maybe a name would come to me if it turned out to be any good. Frozen Fog occurred to me since the local weather casters had just used that exact term to describe what was about to happen outside. And to be brutally honest, that’s exactly what my head needed, a frozen fog to stop the adrenaline and blood from pumping so fast and hard in my temples. Grabbing a silver tumbler cocktail mixing glass from the kitchen, I turned it upside down and shook it three times. Like James Bond says, “shaken not stirred.”

The damn thing tasted pretty good, so I grabbed the pipe from upstairs and turned on the TV in the living room to see what CBS and PBS were showing about the latest findings in the investigation — who all was complicit in Trump’s insurrection and attempted takeover of the United States government.

I knew Sunday was going to be a big day for news reading and potentially more violence across the country, so rest was in order. The Washington Post went all out covering the biggest story ever in their home town. At one point I had 14 tabs open reading the coverage and shared most of it on Facebook. Three more days to go in this hellscape called the Trump presidency, and it could still bring on the end of American democracy yet, or the end of the world as we know it. The chaos in Washington could not be lost on Vladimir Putin, Kim Jong Un and Sayyid Ali Hosseini Khamenei, the supreme leader of Iran.

The right-wing militia of misfits who took up the commander-in-chief’s call, coming to D.C. to try and literally string up the Vice President and the Speaker of the House, had no idea what they were doing in leaving us vulnerable to a hacking attack or worse from abroad. But they believed what Trump and his prophets told them on their phones, that they had been cheated out of victory by a bunch of Hollywood liberals and pedophiles. And they were by god not going to sit around at home in Kansas and take that lying down.

So what if they had to bash a few Capitol Police officers over the head with the American flag? They were going to stop the House and Senate from confirming the presidency of Democrat Joe Biden, who their commander and president had called, “the worst politician ever.”

The Official Exit Stage South

In spite of it all, the official story made it out Sunday that Trump would be leaving for Mar-a-Lago, before the inauguration, the White House cleansed of COVID for the new president. We could let him go back to Russia anytime where he can have all the Golden Showers he wants.

But I will just put this out there one last time.

If we really do believe that it is necessary in a democracy to live by the principle that no one is above the law, then you can’t have it both ways. We can’t have a Justice Department policy saying the president cannot be charged with a crime and arrested while in office. I suggest instead of being allowed to go to Mar-a-Lago or Russia, that Mr. Trump be charged with enough of his crimes to get a free ride into federal custody, wearing the requisite silver cuffs.

Last Chance

Well we’ve got news for you guys on all sides, if the line can hold through the January 20th Inauguration.

Democracy is going to get one more chance after this.

If we fuck things up again, it may be our last.

Please don’t fuck things up anymore.

Can we please just realize the basic struggle for survival we are all engaged in, and stop being so selfish! It’s in your genes, and it’s all over Facebook. But you can countermand it with altruism and real leadership.

“Everyone must decide whether they will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness.” – MLK