peter brimelow thinks it all will come to blood, and many agree, though i don't see masses of soldiers in different colored uniforms but something 'insurgent' style;
Tomorrow (Jan. 19), Lydia and I leave the Eastern Panhandle of West Virginia to witness, in our modest way, the reincarnation of D. Trump. Below, what I wrote after witnessing his 2017 Inauguration—an insight completely vindicated by the savagery of the 2020 BLM riots and the totalitarian complicity of the Deep State. Despite what I then hoped, judicial sabotage protected the 230 AntiFa indicted for “felony rioting” that day. Of course, this was an early case of Two-Tier Justice—flagrantly in contradistinction to the Garland Raids and the Garland Gulag inflicted on the J6 patriots who dared to question the 2020 election.
At least it’s supposed to snow on Inauguration Day 2025. Maybe that will calm things down.
But I still think it will come to blood.
Pic is me in 2017—now more decayed, but still have Burberry (and hair).
You could tell from thirty miles out that this was not a day like all others. Northern Virginia traffic is notoriously awful—I once derailed Joe Sobran’s bitter complaints about it, in his see-no-evil-in-immigration days, by pointing out that sprawl is a direct result of immigration-driven population growth—but in the rainy early morning I-66 was eerily empty. Quite obviously, even civilian commuters were staying home on Inauguration Day. Our native guide, who had been planning a complicated route involving parking at a far Metro stop, grew increasingly optimistic. We finished up driving all the way to Roslyn, the edge of the heart of the District, where we found parking easily and took a cab to Capitol Hill........more.....
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