My Feeling of Relief was Premature

It has been more than a month since the results of the US elections became clear to any sensible person. I noted that I was feeling a sense of relief at that point. It turns out that the feeling was premature. I have spent the morning today reading about, and listening to, the experiences of DC policemen who had felt the wrath of the crowd storming the Capitol Building on January 6th, a wrath set loose by the delusional exhortations of a lying conman, the megalomaniac who had set up residence in the White House for the last four years. This excuse for a human being has managed to take us to an even darker place than before in the short time since the elections. This he has done with the assistance of 147 hypocritical congressmen who have also shown themselves to have no spine. They were willing to not accept reality, to lie in the open about the results of the election, and to damage the democratic process. And they were willing to behave in this manner even at a moment of crisis for the country. Truth of the matter is that our democratic process has only worked in the past because there were people involved who managed to do the right thing when it mattered. The rules and regulations only take you so far.

This is a sad time for us. Hopefully, January 20th can finally be the starting point for better days and healing, including the needed focus on the deadly pandemic whose death toll in the country is sure to exceed over 400,000 souls in the next few days. But we first have to get past January 20th. I hope that we as a country can navigate through the next few days safely.